ANIKA S (24BBAB04)
1 august ago I never dreamed of a garden where wisdom grows
Now amidst a garden full of diversity, she blooms
Unique petals, colours and perfume
Every flower comes with a story to be told
But will she find the one who heard?
So the questions rise that taunt and tease
She begins her search to find her peace
She finds roses but oh do they trick
There they are the sunflowers
but they look in the faces of only the bright
Here comes the water lily’s
but they bloom only when there’s a pour
She tries and tries and tries to be one of them
But little did she know, she was a wildflower
That does not imitate but create
Under these crowns, the knowledge flows
The laughter echo’s and the voices grow
She finds her wildflowers that are burning in different colours
She embraces the canvas
Where dreams are painted, side by side
This is the knowledge of learning where the hearts are blessed
Halls of wisdom where minds find rest
The ancient oaks whisper-
So my wildflowers this is where you belong.