One great celebration was meant to end,
When the final lights were ready to put off.
Yet the gods, unwilling to let the festive end,
Chose to stretch the moment for another day.
And so, the following day, a soul descended,
Born into a world still glowing with happiness.
A single day that gifted so many,
A reason to continue their celebration.
Such was the grace she carried,
That even the heavens bowed to it.
They chose an auspicious time for her arrival,
When happiness was already flying in the air.
When she breathed her first breath,
Joy did not remain the same.
It multiplied, giving many hearts unrest,
As if the world smiled because she was born.
Was the day special, or was she?
Were the gods happy to grant her birth,
Or did they become happier because she arrived,
As such was the festivity on her arrival on earth
And this was the story of her birth,
That gave some hearts happiness.
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**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.
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