BY IFFAT AHMAD
Till the sun is bright The fun everlasts Till the moon shines for you, The stars will too Till the clouds are formed, The rain will bow Till the sun is with the clouds The rainbow will show Till eternity comes We all will grow But when the day arrives And so will we all Not be happy But regret Of doing such things Which will cut all our wings And take us To the depth of darkness To the highlights of sorrow To the place which we had not seen, We will be presented to god And will be asked What we had done Which bought us there, From that beautiful sphere, Which “The World” we liked to call Hearing it everything shall fall But the truth and trust that lies beneath , That day, Shall make us clean Shall make us free.
Iffat Ahmad is 14 years-old and lives in New Delhi, India