Japleen Kathoor, Class 8, Deens Academy, Bengaluru
I’ve got a fat heart She takes more than she gives All my life she has known this art Selfishly she lives And she will swear to not take up all the space But that is just a possibility She doesn’t really know her place Shower her with sympathy She sows the thorns and wishes for a rose She’s all the bad but, in a jar, But maybe there is more to her than she shows Maybe she isn’t just scars Looking inside I’ll find all her wrongs But I can’t deny it all Even though the viciousness is a gong She’s risen a bit too many times from each fall Stronger, maybe not Resistant still, Maybe she’s not as cruel as I thought It’d be easy for me to deem her bad until Yet again I’m saved From what could have been In blood it was engraved What she was from within So, I wash it all The realization’s late And even though small But an empty space waits I fill it with appreciation And plead with all my might As I despise my creation But she’s forgiving despite Some support is all she needed To become whole one again The hate deleted She could live once again