Melancholy Soul by Roza Khan

Melancholy Soul

Roza Khan

A room darkest of all looks

A cupboard full of dusted books,

Table light flickering all around

It seems a paper was lying on the ground

Not understanding anything right?

How can you, but the student was bright!

He wanted nothing but a someone

Who could understand his lament but there was no one.

In halls of learning were dreams unfold,

A silent struggle, young hearts to hold.

A cry for help, a whisper in night,

No one was there for helping them right?

He was earning for hope

 but the only friend left of his was a rope!

Yes agree I, that his last attempt will be gone soon

But doesn't our society know that he was trying too!

Again a news come of a beautiful soul leaving us,

Might be she was a pilot, he was an artist, she was a writer!

But who cares! A human becomes only a destructer!

A news a day keeps your head away,

This happening in country like ours?

No way!

You know what was in the letter lying on the ground?

It was- Ma, baba! I tried , I tried I swear!

But this time it was my heart ensanguined with wound!

Roza Khan is a first-year student pursuing English Literature Honors from University Maharani College. She is an active member of both the Hindi and English literature associations of her college, Tehreer and Eclectics. A proud alumna of Tagore Girls Public School, Roza has a passion for writing and orating. She has represented her school at the national level in the Classmate All-Rounder Competition and boasts an impressive academic record, with a 93.20% score in her 12th grade. As the former Head Girl of her school, Roza has a proven leadership track record. With over 30 trophies in orating and a 9-year journey of stage performances, hosting, and writing, she continues to excel in her field.