‘Thoughts’: Poem by Ishika Singhal, Apeejay School, Panchsheel Park

Buzzing like it’s a bee’s constant ringing

 It feels intrusive sometimes 

They are a notification of your true being.

Chaotic and peaceful, whatever it might be 

Positive or negative, rule of balance it is

For a new start, we get freed from past traumas

And in exchange the abundance we gain.

It’s not right or wrong always

But learning it is for never shall you feel inferior

As creative new ideas these might be

Sounds as if buzzing of the bees in search of sweet nectar 

From pollens of ‘fleurs’ in the spring.

Ishika Singhal
Apeejay School, Panchsheel Park