03/09/2025
In silent ink, the dreams take flight,
Where shadows dance with threads of light.
A canvas shaped by thought’s embrace,
Each word a jewel, each line a trace.
Whispers of minds become a storm,
Ideas shifting, changing form.
They bloom like stars in endless skies,
Unseen, yet bright to seeking eyes.
And from these sparks, new worlds are born,
Of silver dusk and crimson morn.
A quiet power, fierce yet kind,
Unfolding wonders from the mind.
Here silence hums and visions sing,
And hope ascends on a hidden wing.
Creations rise, eternal, free—
A mirror wrought of what we see.
English Literary Association of Devi Balika Vidyalaya presents Creations 2025!
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