Written By Nischal Srinivasan (Grade 10)
In the realm of shadows, where silence weeps,
A soul enchained, where pain runs deep,
A gentle spirit, shunned and cast aside,
Yearning for acceptance, a place to confide.
Beneath a canopy of judgment’s cruel boughs,
He walks alone, amidst the murmuring crowds,
Eyes that mirror constellations, starlit blue,
Yet unseen, like secrets hidden from view.
They label him “strange,” their whispers cruel,
A wounded heart, treated as a fool,
But beneath the mask, a story untold,
A tapestry of dreams, waiting to unfold.
He bears the scars of ridicule’s cruel game,
Yet through the storm, his spirit remains,
A phoenix rising from the ashes of despair,
Embracing the light, ready to repair.
With each passing day, his heart yearns more,
To find compassion’s shore, where he can restore,
A friendship woven from kindness’ thread,
A sanctuary where acceptance will spread.
Oh, let the winds of change carry his plea,
Across mountains and valleys, to set him free,
For in every soul, there lies a spark,
A capacity for kindness, to heal the dark.
Let empathy blossom, like flowers in bloom,
Extend a hand, shatter the walls of gloom,
In unity’s embrace, let acceptance rise,
Transforming his world, unveiling the skies.
May this journey of longing find its end,
In friendships forged, true hearts on which to depend,
And may he find solace in the embrace of a friend,
As his spirit soars, on acceptance’ wings to transcend.
In the realm of acceptance, let love abide,
For in unity and understanding, hearts are untied,
And in this tapestry of compassion we weave,
A world where no soul is left to grieve.
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