Author: Aaliya Chandurwala, Class XII D
Let it go, let it flow, they said;
but how could I, it’s dearest to me, the soul said;
taking leaps of faith and credence, I tread;
but oh, afflicted my heart they left;
they left and never seemed to return, and that is when my belief made a turn;
were they for real or just a delusion, I seemed to ponder;
the cosset I bestow, it seemed to shatter;
the pieces so many, I lost the count,
but my instinct made me take a round,
it is then that I noticed, the path was clear,
they had made a decision, and it was upon me to configure;
the mind, the soul and this beautiful heart, it will always be, I assure you this part;
it was time to move on, shift the focus a bit, but the void they created, didn’t let me settle in;
it is thus difficult to believe that you won’t do me like they did, for if you do, the heart will forbid;
anguish, dolour, vexation and nothing else,
the only feelings that are now bound to dwell;
let it go, let it flow, they said;
but how could I, it’s dearest to me, the soul said.
