Author: Kavya Pandey, Class VII B
In the journey of creative pursuits,
I have my own hypothesis.
Poetry is not an incidental outcome,
It goes through a process of poeto-synthesis.
In the fertile lands of imagination
A seed comes and lands.
Whether to nurture it or not,
The choice is in your hands.
In the soil of feelings,
The seed of poetry is grounded.
Hear hear, this is how,
A beautiful poem is founded.
In the sunlight of language,
With the oxygen of observation;
With watering of rhyme scheme,
Ideas take wings of imagination.
