A Collection of Original Poetry by Students of Ladysmith High School

Friday, 25 September 2015

Lethal ~ Nishka Ramkhelawan

Just when all seemed to be alright

and contentment danced

the salsa in circles...



 this dark hand rises above my head

and drives it down again.



Out of the deadness

 of my distress,

 anguish slowly crept its way out,

 as a lethal black spider intertwined

 a weighted, diaphanous web

around the mourning that

clinched me to the casket.



My heart was sick.

This depression was lunacy

I’m insane with grief.



Without you is like living

with a lack of heat.

The fire within me

has been extinguished.



It is a burden

staggered beneath pain.


©  Nishka Ramkhelawan


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Grade 11
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4 comments:

  1. Oh--the pain here is quite palpable and yet eloquently described. Well done. k.

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  2. I can sense the depth of that pain in the weight of your words. I remember when pain and grief were that heavy. My mantra in those days was "It will get better"....and eventually, it did. Very powerful writing.

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  3. I love this:
    "contentment danced
    the salsa in circles"

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  4. I love the idea of contentment "dancing the salsa in circles" -- what a gorgeous, spicy image!

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