High Spirits Poem by ananya pandey

In over this hustle and bustle
we ain't got time to stare
to stare over the pretty things,
you know everything here glares.

Take off! ! you busy people
and stop being complacent
for what you are bragging up,
oh its just effervescent.

In hoar of reaching the acme
you forget to look at your self
and to the beautiful little things in life
which seems picayune to you as elf! !

Everyone has to face catastoph,
one day oh its for sure
cant we enjoy to the fullest
well yes its my adjure.

So refurbish up yourself
and glance at beautiful things
be exuberant till your last breath
relax and close your eyes.

Lament noe=w everyone's life is.
and to lambaste is its part,
why pyromaniac everyone is?
wish they know living life is an art!

Be whimsical it does'nt matter
mollify everything inside.
adjure the norms that are made before
you would be guided by lights.