The Words I read, The Worlds I go…

About the Poet

Meet our enigmatic wordsmith, Pradhanya Prabhu from Grade V with dreams that dance like constellations in her twinkling eyes. While she envisions a stethoscope around her neck in a few years from now, this aspiring cardiologist's heart finds happiness amidst inked pages and literary realms. In Pradhanya’s own words, from the tender moments of childhood, she was enchanted by the symphony of words and the allure of stories/poems.

About the Poem

In her captivating quatrains, the world comes alive in kaleidoscopic hues. She eloquently expresses how, through the mesmerizing words she reads, she embarks on journeys to uncharted territories. She tells us how books and reading can take you to the unknown territories of one’s mind.

The Words I read, the Worlds I go…

I sit in the shade and read my book,

I read each page, every corner and nook.

With the pages near my nose,

Sitting in the garden that smells like a rose.

Now, I'm off to go to the sea,

Tell my mom, I’ll be back for tea.

Now, I am sailing in my ship,

While seeing a seal doing a double backflip.

Now, I am on a trip,

A place where only few can be and see.

So travel, steady and slow.

Sit back; imagine the show.

Now, I see snow falling to and fro,

‘Coz, I am in Tokyo.

In the streets of Chennai,

I drink my favourite Chai.

Now, in the land of Thai,

I feel my spirits rise high,

As I eat a cherry in Pondicherry,

I go to a different-looking ferry.

Now, it is dark and gloomy,

I feel the night being so scary.

I tread on, my mind filled with dread,

I don't want to be someone’s bread.

How I wish the pages would,

Keep going on for infinity and beyond.

As I see the words THE END,

I leave my IMAGINARY LAND.

                                                                - By Pradhanya Prabhu