Waking up in the morning,
Brings me a feeling of reborning.
I find myself in a new dimension,
In which there is no sign of any tension.
Fresh ideas come to me automatically,
I try the whole day practically.
How should I start my morning sometimes I think;
The much I think, the more my eyes blink.
Laziness tries to stop me from getting up,
But my power, spirit, and duty help me to fight up.
The chirping of birds fulfill my ears with joy,
Which on listening I never annoy.
I feel the new morning,
As a new birth and a bit of learning.
By Utkarsh Dahiya
