This poem was composed in the middle of an internal assessment exam,not because the questions were difficult(they weren't),but because the poem had to be composed then.
MY MISS SUNSHINE
I'd love to wake to a morning
Through your eyes Miss Sunshine
I'd never ever be mourning
For my losses before eyes thine.
Radiant,they never speak,
For they glow and spread
One glory of a smile that passes the nick
Of time,and halos GOD,never to be dead.Smile is passe,she'd chortle
Mortals speak,she'd hymn(s)
Hum-move over ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE,
(I've)Dipped in,she is Mnemosyne !She's grasped my mind and more
As if some Ecstasy I bore
Injected enchantment-bliss,marks no more
Even in hallucination her images galore.
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