THE CREATIVE CORNER

Every morning she wakes up,

with a ray of sunlight.

Bringing a beam of sunlight

and a beep of cellphone

Bringing a sweet message of a dearest friend

and a smile on her face.

She lives in a city frustrated but still

poses to be fine.....

Filled with an urge to do nothing

but to work on a lifeless machine

accustomed to the fake smiles around her

All these years she forgot,

to hear to the wind & to feel the moon

to read, to write & to paint

to sing, to dance & even to smile

The books by Shakespeare

and the poems by Wordsworth,

Even her own paintings.....lay,

in the corner of her house finding place,

no more in her life...

She lives in a city frustrated but still

poses to be fine,

with a portrait smile....

POEM BY:           S. UJWALA

1^ST  B.Sc