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CREATIVITY DIMINISHING

                                                        PRERNA MISHRA

                                                                 Class 12, 2011

                    


Declining and depreciating
Is my creativity

My creativity is lost
In running the race for topper,

Means but not end is important
Striving for marks is the new game
The competition healthy or unhealthy
I don’t know
But to defeat all
Is the biggest thought.

Learning new is not the challenge
Defeating you is the challenge.

Pressure and burden
Books laden.

Hand seeking for help
But no one hears
The heart’s desire.

Tired I am of following the old trend
The system needs a change
So is the opinion.

When will learning be a fun
And not a race?

When will we walk together in the race
To face the consequences.

Creativity has led me
To search for another creativity,
  
To not bow down to pressure
Because life is a struggle
Walking and learning together be desire
Learning and fun be the new synonyms
This is the creativity which never dies
To create good out of bad..



Comments

  1. Unknown9 July 2013 at 22:12

    every conscious student's lament...!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Prerna Mishra10 July 2013 at 01:28

    absolutely.
    The system needs a make over,hope we can come up with something

    ReplyDelete

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