I felt I could brave a storm,
But it all went in vain,
As soon as I cleared the scarlet ground,
I was baffled by the denim sky lane.
Its soothing waves glided
Through the very sensations of my structure,
But all that I experienced
Was a mesmerizing capture.
The cheery me, alarmed
By the flashes of the god;
Turned spirited to look on
The healthy, velvet road.
The autumn leaves merrily
Skated toward me;
Asking my unsettled mind
Of the fearful frisky glee.
The sky comprised,
The typical cream portrait
Embedded by raven clouds –
Showering warm flowing velvet.
The trees danced helter-skelter,
In welcome of the season.
The king freed even those
Who was charged with treason?
An adolescent smile drove
Even though the old
And there I am braving,
The storm is bold.
The stretch miles away, developed
Dreary refreshing weather.
Even those who were foe
Made friends together.
Even rivals joined hands
To share a cup of tea.
All the depressed souls
Immediately flee.
And there I am:
Overwhelmed with the sweet
And tasty emerald wind;
Standing on the cliff,
Braving the storm behind.
Priyanshu Dagar
Class: 9-A
Apeejay School, Saket