Poems by
Smruti Rekha Ray

Pleasant Morning

a poem by Smruti Rekha Ray

Try to wake up early
Try to see the Sun
First it brightens up the sky
Then it itself rises

At the time of early
The birds fly cheerfully
Slowly the time passes and
They sat on the tree only

The Sun rises pleasantly with color
Orange yellow, then bright
How pleasant is in the morning
Wake up early
See the King, the Sun of sky