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POEM

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• My Dad is the Best
• The lasting green
• My father is the Best
• My Pink Cycle
• The Rising Sun
• Delhi Darshan
• When I was a kid...
• Spring And Winter
• I want to think
• Wonderful Words
• Vanishing Heritage
• Do you know who is she?
• Childhood Again
• A Plea
• Tension by Bhumi
• Success - My Host
• Author and his books
• Occupation
• Environment
• Saving Water
• Happy Birthday To You
• Conservation of Water
• I love My Teachers
• Time by Arth
• The Earth
• My Little Brother
• Friends by Ahsaas
• Flamingoes
• Care thou’st dear
• My First Day At School by Arko

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POEM
Author and his books

What a lot of talent such a man shows
With spectacles perched above his nose

Through the pages the pen continues to write
To write the book the Author uses all his might

He works and works through the night
He continues to write and write

When he succeeds, the readers are oblivious to the time
Devouring the book, almost deaf to the clocks chime

And so because he wants the people to buy
On his creativity he will rely

When finally the books are really bought
For another book he ruminates, deep in thought

May be not all the books, but at least some
Will be useful for generations to come

Akash Kandakatla
IV D
Bhavans School
Sainikpuri

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