A child’s fantasy
Of wooden decks and torn sails
Tarnished by weeping storms
As mentioned in fairy tales
Riding wave after wave
Like mighty humpback whales
Voyaging to the horizon
Carrying their dreams and vision.
Excited eyes glisten
Droplets roll down window panes
Faces pressed against the glass
Excitement flowing through their veins
Watching lakes form on pavements
And rivers flowing into drains
Scraps of paper fold and crease
Tiny hands make a masterpiece.
Speeding on the sidewalk
They come together
A group of bright minds
All ready to set sail with one another
Drenched hair and wet clothes
Unbothered with the weather
“Forward, to the waters!”
Commands the Captain
“Let’s slay the sea monsters
And the fiery dragon!”
A child’s imagination
Of untamed wild limitless scenes
No one can hold
And no one can seize
For the sky is their limit
Stretched far beyond the seas
But what happened to those little happy faces?
Why have they changed to blank empty spaces?
Dreams that were once huge, bright and heavy
Are soon replaced by doubts
And many “I am not ready-s”
Their old creations and ideas
Struggle to stand still and steady
For one by one their paper boats
Become words scared to leave their throats.
When actions are soon ruled by judgement
They are in fear of making a ‘wrong’ move
For what if the people around them
Are not going to approve?
Desperate minds clouded with shame
Look at others and think “How can I improve?”
But let me stop you right there and loudly say
Your paper boat is different from theirs,
And you shall do it your own way.
Dream big once again
And make your own creations
Let them sail far and wide
Across the seven seas, rivers, and oceans
Let your eyes glisten once more
Let your veins carry goals and ambitions
Slay the monsters and the dragon
For you are your own life’s captain.
~your paper boat will sail
Samyukta Reddy, 11 AICE