Future’s Artist and painters Part---3

Every child is very special and innovative in this word. Children have their own imagination, own creation .They don’t need any disturbance or interference from elders. They are strong willed, hence Whatever they decide they do it. They don’t like any Question at the time of their creation .But they only need our words of appreciation and inspiration…so please tell them how beautiful their creations are..how priceless their designs are. Have a look on these younger artist’s work……..

Artist------

Arnav Yash Srivastav

Jr k.G.

Gopal sharma school

Pawai

Mumbai

 Artist----
Akanksha
Class-4-D
St Marry convent School
Allahabad(U.P.)

                                                   Artist---Shreyash singh

                                           Class-7--c

                                                 St dominic savio college

                                        Lucknow

                                                            Artist---Nitya shefali

                                                                 Class-8-A

                                                           St dominic savio college

                                                     Lucknow

Silence of rain

O mother

How lovely and pleasant the weather is today

It’s calling me

Please allow me

To go out in the garden.

Where

Peacock is dancing

Flowers are smiling with

Their refreshed cheerful faces

Plants and trees are creating

A whistling sounds

With their extreme beauty

Every life on earth is

Dancing to the rhythm of

Rain’s sweet music

So why not me?

Mother please allow me to go

Out in the garden

Though the thunder

Of the clouds and lightening bolts 

Are frightening

But the peace of rain’s music

Is superb

and its overlapping the

Hammering sound of clouds

make it less frightening.

I also want to dance

To rain’s music

Want to float paper boats

In the small pond of our garden

Want to chase the jumping frogs

Want to join the orchestra of

Rain’s music

Tree’s whistling

Peacock’s and flower’s dance

And cloud’s hammering

Lightening sounds.

So please allow me to

Go out in the garden

Mother

O my sweetest mother

Please allow me……

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Poetess----Neha shefali