Why this blog?

The nascent and fresh minds of students are so creatively inclined that they have the ability to bring into being a universe of their own. They are little tyros who would, with time, unfold into verves, momentum or sensations of various creative dimensions. A chalk sculptor, a clay artist, an amateur painter of Madhubani, Warli, a dabbler of still life, a budding poet, a tenderfoot writer or a fledgling lyricist – one gets all varieties of creatively-aligned students covered in a seemingly dilettantish peel. We at Shishukunj aspire to provide a humble platform to all such potentials to smatter around and mature into the perfection that they are seeking to epitomize or become! This blog is thus an endeavor that would allow all Shishyans to just play around with their latent artistic caliber and enjoy the bliss of a “BRAVO” from known and unknown quarters.

Friday, May 12, 2017

The Stone That Remains Unturned

Asmi Chelawat, Class X A

Amongst the trees that rose so high,
Among the animals that are so wild,
A flowery bush that stands a bit low,
With the beauty that is ready to be explored.

‘Does beauty have some requirement,
Or does it lie beneath oneself,
Willing to be explored and to be felt?’
Thinks the bush to itself.

It does not know what comes ahead,
It waits to see what happens next,
To see if it dies out of pain,
Or if its beauty gets some words of fame.

It wishes that it gets a name,
Poets who are willing to frame,
Poems on its beauty and grace,
Time, oh it wants to rush its pace.

This is what the bush feels,
Some leaves so green and others uncurled,
Out of all rocks that were so huge,
This is the stone that remains unturned.

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