Race raise the question for whom I rise .
Shall I bring the hope for the future….
Every rays brings the light as well as the shadow
Sharing the shreaks of glittering.
My childhood days arouse giving up
The blankets of drousiness for little.
Towards the day all my strength and beauty
Salutes the minds that frame the future.
I can’t tell any thing without searching
The mind that keeps nothing new.
Rays race for the blooming buds that
Keeps the mouth and mind mum.
Celiberate the feel of excellence that
Wings the brillience of common kid.
