Author: Sovira Lal, Class X D
Oh the emptiness in my heart,
I guess it’s time for a fresh start,
This isn’t my best piece, but one in a long time.
When I left, it was Winter Savoury,
but now it is Summer Thyme.
My questions to an artist, an innovator:
Is every piece of your creation the result of a traitor?
Do you too lose motivation?
And do you always come back greater?
I’ve had these lingering questions and nagging doubts in my head for too long.
Do you, like me, sit in the dark,
where once was a fire, now leaves no mark,
Wondering if you’ve lost your way,
If inspiration’s led astray?
Do you also look at your hands which once created magic?
Do you recall the tales they wove?
Do you recall the whispers you heard?
Or am I just absurd?
