The Lost Hope
A beautiful green land once filled with flowers
But now the sight of destruction overpowers
Dead flowers. Dead animals. Dead bodies.
All I see is the dead
The scent of blood filters through the air
So metallic. So dark.
I stare at the demise caused by us
My hands are trembling
I feel something damp on my face
Is that my tears or is that the rain?
I look up at the sky
And let out a scream
A scream so raw, filled with agony
A scream filled with lost hope.
– Joan Mary Sanad (10D)
The Slow Walk Home
Slowly walking around the block,
I gradually pull my cap down to avoid the people who stare at me and talk,
Whispering and wondering what possibly went wrong,
As I choose to ignore them and walk right along,
But in my heart I know that she won’t be here.
I stuff my hands into my pockets
As my fingers wriggle through the torn sockets
Everything around me suddenly feels chilly
As passers-by glance at me in pity
Knowing the fact that she won’t be at home.
I can now only hear the silent sound of my footsteps on the driveway
As my emotions start to gradually decay
Suddenly it drizzles once more
I slip and fall down on the damp floor
The only thing I think of now that she won’t be at home to help me.
Raindrops gently trickle down my forehead
Mixing with the sudden rush of tears slipping down my cheeks
I slowly reach my doorstep and take out my jagged key
Trying desperately not to remember the memories of “we”
I open the door
And I swear the air feels colder than ever before
But I am all alone now
Because I know that mom isn’t at home.
– Ayushi Sonetta (10C)
Reality
I wish to live on lucid dreams
Dance to the melody of the daisy fields
To control this limpid reality
And break free of all boundaries.
Dissolve into my own realm
Where I’m my own sovereign
Where silk violet skies flow like the rivulet
With starry nights to gaze
After dusk,
Waiting in wonder for dawn to break.
But I only wake up once again
Head spinning, my days in idleness spent
Just another being in this fast-paced world
And yet again the ritual of life
To live, work and earn begins.
– Aleesha Khan (10G)