Education by Sudhanshu Chopra

I thought art was a
cosy sheet on a
rainy morning
anyone could get into
and feel at home

as they floated on
water-bed of dreams
sprawled, smiling,
subconsciously aware

towards the landscape they
painted with thread of
imagination on
glaze of
freedom, expression

away from self-proclaimed pedagogue
smeared with
money, monopoly
that killed the spirit
to a murmur

Sudhanshu Chopra
Sudhanshu Chopra draws inspiration to write from observation, memories, subconscious, books he reads, movies he watches, and music he listens to; sometimes a phrase or simply a word is enough. ‘He writes at

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