(Poem) My Umbrella


Come under my umbrella;

The magical blue umbrella..

Under which melancholic people 

Become happy,

Depressed people 

Become motivated, and

People filled with rage and jealousy, 

Become kind hearted.

Come under my umbrella;

And let’s make a castle,

With only flowers;

Fragrance of which

Will make us cherish each day.

Come under my umbrella,

Where I’ll stare at your sparkling eyes;

And will make the time frozen

To look at the stars and moon, 

Through your eyes. 

Come under my umbrella,

Where you become more magical

Than this blue mystical umbrella… 



By Sumaiya Nawshin