"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or touched - they must be felt with heart." 

~HELEN KELLER

 This is a poem written by a class 10 student . The beauty of the poem can be relished.

 Thanks to Jyotsna Sinha for this wonderful poem.

DAUNT

The promise, 
When they make tacky promises...
From where ungenerousness comprises...
The promises scare me .
The moment, 
The moment their presence seems
Like..an ardor , a praise...
And the others moment they ditch and
be a curse , a bane...
The moment scares me,
The fact ,
The fact how they fright the
Darkness and not their own multiple colour...
The fact scare me.
And,,,
They scare me when their  effections
Vanishes and embarks the misery,,,
The misery which sprouts the lilies in me  & downfalls the Daisy,

                                                                                           ~  Jyotsna Sinha