Today is poets dayhence I have composed a verse as under

By Niranjan Ojha

The Sun and little stars.

I am lone as stone, sit on a mat before my dome.

The end of day or may say in the evening ;

Master of the day Sun arrenges to retire from hard task of the day.

I look and look on the vast vacant over my head.

I find a host of golden little stars.

The sit face to face and chat to each other their own chats.

But the master of the day hands over his charge

To the hands of little stars to lit the world and univers.

Till the Sun takes back charge of lighting the world.