Someone asked me about the Happiest day of my life, I couldn’t answer then but I can answer now.
The Poem which got me into India’s one of the biggest Poetry Societies’ E-Magazine: Placid Place
It was around 4 in the evening,
Birds were flying back to their nests.
Ambered eyes due to the sky were deceiving,
When I realised, we are all but Guests.
At an altitude high above the citylife,
Surrounded in the serenity of nature,
While in harmony with the elements five.
I found the happiest day of my life.
Every accomplishment seemed futile,
Every being seemed related,
I was in Nature and Nature was in me,
Negativity became outdated.