A BORING POEM

A BORING POEM

A poem I set to write
On a paper which was white
I filled my pen with ink
And sat down to think
I looked through the window
At the seven colored rainbow
At the mountain I gave a look,
Searching every corner, every nook,
I looked at the tree,
Which was swaying in a breeze
I looked for inspiration
With growing irritation
I tried my luck again
But all in vain
It is not a lucky day
To myself I did say
Suddenly, it sounded as my brain worked
Somewhere a poem lurked
After this time of irritation,
This is my PRESENTATION……..!!!!!!!

Poem By: Rahul Pandey, St.Albert's College

Photo By: Shafiq,St.Albert's College