My mind absorbs a magical sunlight,
Everytime my hands open a book,
Whether my eyes want to read or my fingers want to write,
My brain starts bathing in the knowledge brook.
Like a plant’s root that absorbs nutrients from the soil below,
My brain nurtures the letters and plays with the ink;
I make sure I choose the right platter of words,
As your choice of books can make your moral sapling grow or shrink.
I inhale the the messages between the words,
While my eyes search for clues to answer unknown questions;
The leaves of my mind cook up a jamboree of thoughts,
And make sure my heart’s flowers spread the aroma of divine intentions.
My book plants that I water daily, have taught me to be wisely humble,
As I taste the fruit of the pen’s labour and plant another seed of a tale jumble.
Vizzmaya is a wanderer in the land of stories and an explorer in the sea of poetry. She is 10 years old but her life’s experiences make her writing age faster but gracefully. She is awaiting for the release of not just her first book but all her 7 e-books via Amazon by the end of November, titled- Vizzmaya’s wonderland (parts 1 to 7) which contain poems, stories, write-ups and jingles. She hopes they add positive energy to the lives of everyone who reads them and is passed on to others for their betterment.
Vizzmaya Jalal, a Class 5 student of St. Francis ICSE school, Mumbai, is a poetess, a writer, an aromatherapist, a herbalist, a classical singer, a classical dancer, a keyboard player, a basketball and chess player and a linguist who speaks 9 languages. She is an iron girl who sees her bedridden mother medically suffer like hell each day and yet inspires and motivates her to fly higher with the help of my maternal grandfather’s positive energy and take others along with her beyond the clouds of earthly problems and pain to a peaceful place where spirituality and science live together in harmony; thus staying true to her name, Vizzmaya which means wonderment.