I'ma Rising Sun Poem by Namita Rani Panda

I'm the architect of my own future,
Let me paint my sky with golden colour.
Let me wipe out the gray shades
And fill my canvas with hues of happiness.

Neither I'm afraid of the struggle and strife,
Nor will I be deterred by turbulent waves
Rather I'll convert them into colours of my pellet
to paint with my brush of will a picture soperfect.

Now thegolden waves are my dreams unending
that will fill my life withjoys sublimating.
All willlookat them with gaping lips
I'll be a source of warmth, love and peace.


I'll be a everyone's of joy and pride
I'll break every record with undaunted stride
I'll prove that I'm a rising sun
Though a girl I'm inferior to none.