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.

Monday, March 12, 2018

My Mind

Mansi Choudhary, Class XI

My mind is a monkey
All day, it orders me to play
People ask me, ‘Hey!
Don’t you have any work for today?’
But my mind is a monkey
Keeps twerking all the way.

My mind is a bee
Keeps buzzing all the time
I keep roaming on all different ways
As if they’re mine.

My mind is a frog
It loves staying in the misty fog
It wants to jump into the lake
And never wants to wake.

My mind is a butterfly
It flutters all day
It can’t manage on a single flower

It wants the whole world to play.

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