Poem: The first beam of the day
©Harish Jharia
We are right from this planet
Born and counting down for the cycle to end
Carrying dreams and desires to excel
Yet, all things don’t go as we wish
We suppress them
To make ways
For the nears and dears
With smiles
Smiles without choked throats
Smiles without sustained tears
Smiles with giggles
Aloud on full throttle
With a dance of cheer
Feeling cool breeze of fresh waves
Touching tender petals of fresh blooms
Inhaling fragrant gentle winds
With a glance at the horizon
At the first beam of the day
Just for those we love
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