DESTITUTE

The water was dripping down on the bruised body, as she looked into the mirror. Her eye was drained in tears; her face wrinkled in pain. She wiped her face and looked down as the blood dripped the floor red...

The Little girl had a bad dream and was crying aloud as her mother came running. She took the child in her arms and whispered in the ears, “Mom will always be with you, don’t you cry my dear child. All the night mares will disappear one day”.  Comforted by words, she  was falling into sleep again.

Someone was knocking on the door. She opened the door, and there stood a middle-aged man in late 40's holding a mobile in his hand and chewing pan.

He said, “Be ready for tonight, the night will be wild and money will be raining. Put your best act on the floor”. She looked into his eyes, and nodded. The man left, and she closed the door gently. 

Lying beside with her daughter, tears rolled…

Painting her lips red and wearing black, she was getting ready for the night. 

The music was playing loud, and bright spinning light flashing all over the room. The spotlight was now on her as she sensuously swayed with the rhythm. The crowd swayed with the act.

Music faded into a darkened room.

She was laying in her bed tortured and bruised. She was deliberately trying to pick herself up.

In the room not so far, her daughter playing with the same man who came earlier.  He took  the child in his arms  said, “You little twat, One day; you too can share the floor with your other ”.

The little girl looked into his eyes, and said, " I want to see my Mama".

He replied back, “She is having a really good time drilling money. Let’s wait here until she is done”.

The door slowly opened, and her mother was standing in front of the room. She could barely stand, as she took  her daughter from him.

Throwing money on his face, she slowly walked away with her daughter… 

Thank You !

I thank ,

My past and present,

My lows and highs,

My truth and flaws,

My foes and friends,

My joy and sadness,

My wrong and right,

My plans and foils,

My desperation and jubilation,

My errors and trial,

My vice and virtue,

My solitude and callousness,

My attachment and isolation,

My humility  and arrogance,

My trial and jubilation,

My fear and freedom,

My dreams and nights,

My hurt and heal,

My peace and conflicts,

My love and loss,

My lust and trust,

My passion and hollowness,

My calmness and uncertainties,

My  rage and solemn,

My art and boredom,

My hope and emptiness,

My life and my memories, I thank you all…

F R A G I L E

She walks along with head held high,

But in the height, she is pulled down by the shades of past…

She looks through with her steely eyes,

But in the tears, she confronts with her fears…

She smiles and chimes the life back,

But behind the beam, she hides her pain…

She is resolute in her thoughts,

But in her deed, she dissolves in uncertainties…

She is determined in her plans,

But in the execution, she is foiled by indecision's… 

She is composed by demeanor,

But in calmness, she holds the turbulence with in… 

She is loud in idiom,

But in words, she tangles herself…

She is blinded in love,

But in love, she crawls back into dejection…

She talks wise,

But in resonance, she slips into ignorance…

She is ambitious in her design,

But in plan, she collides with reality…

She is basked in beauty,

But on the reflection, she sees the dark…

She is framed in boldness,

But on the canvas of life, she lies fragile and transparent like a glass…

 

The Dupe

 

The quarantined lab,

Isolated in an island,

Walled by the motives,

Sealed for yield,

An experiment for humanity…

Isolate the dupe,

Check the vitals,

Check the levels,

Check the dose,

Inject the drug,

Administer in the name of humanity…

Dupe is alive,

Vitals are normal,

Drugs working fine,

Copulate it for the masses,

Multiply it with profit..,

Savor  it in the name of god…

The stocks are rising,

Bulls are raging,

Miracle is chiming ,

Doves are relished,

Cheers for the dupe…

The level is dropping,

The vitals failing,

Memories bleeds,

Flashed and disjointed,

The dupe screams in the isolated sham…

Freedom>>

Under the grey sky when the differences rained away,

We walked along together in the drizzle,

Reflecting in our eyes the truth deep inside,

Words traveled into the heart,

The silence conversed with the soul,

The wall of  divide was being swept away,

The sand of time creating memories beyond dreams,

The steps etching the trail of purity,

Every beat syncing into notes of life,

Every tear dispersed into rainbow of hope,

Every smile photographed into frames of trust,

Every joy painted into canvas of love,

Let’s rewind and  hold this moment forever,

When the past and future dissolved into present,

We took the path of freedom and redemption…