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Poetry Collection #11 I Student Rishik Grover I Online Creative Writing Program

By admin in Creative Writing, List Poem, Poetry on November 13, 2023

An original collection of LIST POEMS, written by our student Rishik Grover.

Rishik is 11 years old young writer from Gurugram. He loves cricket and music. We are proud to have him as a student of the Little Writers Program, an Online Creative Writing Program using Applied Storytelling & Theatre tools under the mentorship of Trainer Khusshbo Chokhaani. We congratulate Rishik for this exemplary true self-expression.

Poetry Collection #11: List Poems by Rishik Grover

1.DIWALI

Diwali is my favorite festival,

It has so many fun things to do,

I don’t even know where to start.

 

The lighting of Diyas,

The bursting of fireworks,

The creation of rangolis,

The sweetness of delicacies,

The fun of opening gifts,

The meetings in family gatherings,

The fragrance of new clothes,

The hustle and bustle during renovation and cleaning,

The sound before community celebrations,

The suspense of storytelling,

The warmth provided by bonfires,

The richness of cultural diversity,

The donation of charity,

The planning behind holidays,

The bright display of lights,

The fun in dance and music,

The confusion in shopping and so much more.

 

These are some of the many reasons,

As to why Diwali is my favorite festival.

It’s the lights, sweets, and happy feeling,

 

2. MY REFRIGERATOR

My refrigerator is the biggest in the world,

It can fit an entire country’s food,

It’s so big that it can contain…

 

A couple of cubes of cheese,

An adequate amount of butter,

A big fat hefty chicken,

And a plump turkey,

Plenteous boxes of fish and,

a sufficient amount of milk,

A big plate of pears,

And the meat from some bears,

A suitable amount of ice cream,

And an extravagant quantity of juice,

A decent portion of my leftover cake

And a satisfying number of chocolates.

 

I bet you wish you had my refrigerator,

After all no refrigerator can fit even half,

The amount of food that my refrigerator can.

 

3. BIRTHDAY

Yesterday was my friend’s birthday,

It was the most fun one, he had ever had,

 

He had his head over his heels,

And he was sitting pretty, like a dog with two tails,

He was feeling high in a fool’s paradise,

He felt pumped up like a happy bunny with not a care in the world,

He was pleased as punch and as happy as a lark,

He was grinning from ear to ear,

Feeling tickled pink, bursting with joy,

He looked like he was on top of the world,

On cloud nine, you could say,

He was over the world, having a ball,

Grinning like a Cheshire cat,

feeling in high spirits, like sunshine and rainbows.

 

Oh, how I wish that this was my birthday.

Even I want to be pleased as punch.

 

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The Foolish Sage I Student Sashrika Prasad I Little Writers Program

By admin in Free Verse, Poetry, Poetry Collection for Kids & By Kids on April 19, 2023

An original epic poem inspired from the panchatantra story “The Foolish Sage”, written by our student Sashrika Prasad.

Sashrika is 13 years old, a young writer from Gurugram. The beautiful colors, flowers, and sunsets encourage her to write about deep emotions and feelings. We are proud to have her as a student of the Little Writers Program, an Online Creative Writing Program using Applied Storytelling & Applied Theatre tools under the mentorship of Trainer Khusshbo Chokhaani. We congratulate Sashrika for this exemplary true self-expression.

The Foolish Sage

Once there was a greedy and foolish sage,
Deva Sharma was well-known and respected,
People would offer him gifts,
But he would sell them off and get rich,
All the money stashed in a bag,
Always hung under his right arm,

He trusted nobody with his bag of money,
Which he soulfully protected,
So he never parted with it,
Otherwise, he would feel dejected,
One day, a swindler was sure that the bag held treasure,
Why else would he hold it under his arm with so much pleasure?

He thought about how he could steal the bag,
But obviously, he can’t make a hole in the wall,
Or jump over the high gates like a ping-pong ball,
So he decided to come up with a plan,
To lure the sage with his charming words,
To make himself the sage’s disciple,

The swindler fell at the sage’s feet,
Asked for the peace he wants to seek,
The swindler got accepted as a disciple,
Later to do so the sage initiated the rituals,
Swindler behaved well and showed obedience,

Even then he could not gain trust and confidence,
Swindler started cooking plans to grab the treasure,
Poison, Threat, Fear What should he do? Suddenly,
The Son of one of the sage’s followers paid a visit,
What he revealed, changed the swindler’s plans in a minute,
He invited the sage to the ceremony of sacred thread,

Sage accepted the invite and started the journey with the swindler,
On the way, the sage and the swindler came across a river,
The sage thought of having a bath in the river,
He is scared of getting himself revealed with the treasure,
He folded the money in his robe which the swindler later held,
The swindler got the opportunity he was seeking for a while,
And with the money bag, he ran away a few miles,

When the sage came out of the bushes,
You could see his anger, as it gushes,
The sage then started trailing the swindler’s footsteps,
He wept, swept, and left the riverside,
The sage is the perfect example to learn,
Greed makes a man blind and foolish.

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