The warmth on my skin,
The heat on my face,
Humidity in the air,
The sweat after a race.
Longer days with fun and joy,
Is what summer brings.
The sky in a brilliant shade of blue,
And so many more things.
The cold, tingling feeling of the pool,
As our skin gives a sigh of relief.
Our minds thinking of the lazy days,
When nobody is in grief.
The sun shines merrily above the horizon,
Sharing its heat and light.
A smile on everybody’s face,
As our hearts are filled with delight!
– Harshita Das
– 11 years, Noida
Adhyapak Hindi Hamari matrabhasha Kyon Hai vah pitarabhasha Kyon Nahin Hai
Baccha Kyunki ki Mataji ne pitaji ko Kuchh bolane hi nahin diya
very nice poem here
i love kante
Very good
Very good poem but if you add some ryming words
It would better but good try
Nice