These days, my mind It wanders All around, ever so aimlessly Looking for a path One, that it could never see Looking for a somewhere It had never known Looking for a something It thought it had These days, My wandering mind Keeps on searching But, can never find -September 20, 2024

These days beneath the unfinished skies Waiting for someone to brighten them up with the light in their eyes Though little do they know Little do they see, That we are waiting for the same We are unfinished You, and me Thoughts from Fall, September 2024

When the words are at the tip of my tongue When the days go by, Yet they yearn to be young When the trees gently whisper in delight When it was enough to break through the deep silence that night... Aarushi Banerjee, July 13th 2024

The idea sparked from randomly doodling eyes in school one day when I realized that doodling 'god eyes' was even more fun! I decided to...

Sometimes we just need a place of ours, A place to enjoy for hours, A place to play Sometimes all day! A place to sing Out loud, Maybe...

A gentle breeze breaks my sleep, I look outside, the willow tree weeps, There seems to be something today That makes all the flowers want...

Owl, part 2! Annie use your telescope Because the stars are a great sight to see But when you use your telescope Take a picture and send...

When I was in 6th grade, writing about an imaginary owl that was on a quest to do something important ( imagined by me and my friend!) :...

In 2020, I remember doing school work while sitting inside my 'tent' made from chairs and blankets that I had built during quarantine....

I remember being very proud of this poem when I wrote it in fourth grade, although now I don't really see why. But, I would still like to...