Kartik Saraf

Rookie (April 1 1992 / Maywood, IL)

Secret Boy - Poem by Kartik Saraf

Secret Boy
As I look in the window, close to the ledge
I see a lonely depressed boy, about to go over the edge.
The tears lining his dark face, his restless soul infledged.
I wander around in darkness, for that secret boy.

He pretends to be cheerful, laughing with unforced glee.
But I see the pain in his eyes, while he leans on the tree.
Something was taken from him, without which he can’t be free.
Can I free that secret and save that secret boy?

I try to talk to him, but I cannot do that deed.
What can I do for him? I have not what he needs.
To free his tortured soul, I must take his darkened seeds.
I will not go to darkness to free that secret boy.

I write on this lunch table; writing is what I need.
I sooth myself and others by doing this sinless deed.
But is it a sin to write about the ones that don’t need me?
Are those the words that would said by that old secret boy?

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  • (12/3/2009 2:46:00 PM)

    nicely done..

    the secret boy is lovable
    he is cheerful to many
    his smile is as cute as yours
    hope u wont go in same way...
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 3, 2009

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