In the future

A lonely island

Lies there frightened

Looking for guidance

Because of subsidence

Then one day

A group of people

Get stranded on the bay

This island saw a ray of hope,

To stay afloat with their help

Being the only kid left in the world

Only the lonely will understand,

How he felt

Sid’s father does experiments

To find habitat

On this island

His mother is the most thoughtful person the world has ever had

More thoughtful than the ancient Summarians,

But this is the future

Not the past

This island was christened Nisiv

If Sid is the only kid

Does he have the power to bring back human race

Which was banished

from our wonderful home-The EARTH!!!!!

Teachers have a place in every student’s heart,

Because in the sea of life, they help them get a start.

I will hold a special place in this student’s heart,

My dear Pritisha Ma’am,

For all your efforts and everything done.

You are and always will be a special teacher to everyone,

But, dear Ma’am, to me you are Number ONE.

A short note to my Pritisha Ma’am:I had the wonderful opportunity to have our fifth grade teacher, Pritisha Ma’am, but sadly for only a year as she had to return back to her home town for personal reasons. In that one year she touched every student who came her way with her effortless magic and excellent teaching skills. She had to leave the school and start a new life in another country. But goodbyes are not forever, for they simply mean I will miss you until we meet again.

Sitting amidst the silvery light

I sat down to write about midnights blue canvas so bright.

The stars hung , like strung on air by invisible strings.

The moon was the brightest lamp

That illuminated the dark night at hand

I sat in the inky midst with just the stars for company.

Oh! This is the beauty of midnights blue canvas so bright

Which looked like a symphony

Today, the sky were at her best with shimmering stars and a crescent moon

Smiling down at the Earth below.

The gentle breeze sang into my ears, caressed my face ever so gently.

This is just one spring night with the stars and moon for company.

Hello World. My name is Siddharth.I know the name is to long but I have a remedy for you. You can call me using my nickname. Sid, Sid-the science kid and Sid the seed. I am 11 years.

I love reading and that is what helped me start my blog. Someday I want to weave some beautiful words that the soul transmits to me when I am holding my pen into a book. This is the laboratory that I will use to experiment with words. The second reason that helped me start a blog is that I want my voice not only to be heard to myself but also to the world. I am starting this blog to create a link between imagination and creativity to fabricate some beautiful words.

There is no particular subject I will be writing about. Poems transmit my expressions and so most of my posts are going to be poems.

I hope my posts are going to motivate you to pick up that pen and paper and create a masterpiece.