Diya's Poem

Found Poetry

By: Diya Ganguli and Mason Davidson

Peering through the curtains,

Ominous noises of distant audience shouting,

Then the eerie quiet.

The piano,

Richly polished.

The keys shimmered

Ebony against ivory

Gleaming inner workings of the strings,

They were her very soul.

A shiver of delight.

She played what was in her heart

The heartbreaking beauty of the music;

A feat made easier from

A cruel twist of fate;

Her family, lost forever.

It drifted everywhere

A soft, lyrical passage

So as not to disturb

And for a second,

The sorrow seemed far away.

The ride was endless.

"You have a remarkable gift, never forget that,"

They all said.

She held on to

A dozen red roses,

She felt tears rising.

Tired of being brave beyond her years,

She cried as silently as possible.

The enormous void in her heart,

Had been taken away.

She fulfilled the promise.

But,

The endless ride had ended.

The magic was gone.

She had to inhabit this dark universe

Feeling like a stranger,

Until right would prevail.