Aabhashree Rijal
Took my heart,
Far away they took it,
Bleeding while running,
Thought I was dreaming not going to lie,
They told me
Come to catch me before I die,
Oh, how?
I wish I met them before,
I told them,
No don’t go,
I can’t move on,
They mumbled,
When you finally move on,
Don’t forget me,
While disappearing into thin air,
I cried,
That was forever ago,
I still think about that,
I haven’t move on,
My other half is dead,
But who knows,
Maybe I am going to find somebody,
But nobody is going to replace them in my heart
(The poet is a tenth-grade student at San Lorenzo High School in California, USA.)
