The Accused

The case was at its final verdict. He turned his sight from the judge to me. His eyes glinted just like they once did when he was wrapped up in my arms with a white sheet. But they lacked the innocence they once possessed. The stare was interrupted by the verdict-“Guilty”. Unforgettable. It was a March 24th, the same day he was born.

The Unborn


His arms were cold,
but his heart still warm.
The mother truly felt the beats
even though he was still born.


Covert Hands

The soothing voice of the winds sung me lullabies every night,

freezing it may seem but the ground was warm enough for me.

The sweetness of the fruits presented the essence of true love I missed.

I too had glistening stickers on the ‘sky roof’, they all glinted and gifted me goodnight kisses.

My mother may have left me but mother nature feels me,

she heals me and says I will protect you, my child, I will cherish you for yours is a precious life.

Ecstasy

Happiness was when I toddled around, crying for my favourite candy, smiling
at every relative who came and went, munching the rolls of rice with curry mama gave me and dozing off with toys around, free of responsibilties.

God’s Gift

She, in her life, cried many times but the one time, excruciating pain devoured her, tears and sweat plummeted hard, her cries reflected the intense agony. Her obscure screams were suffocated by fear and enthusiasm but when the sudden shrills of feeble spasmodic weeps accompanied her screams, her shrieks slowly faded.

The tears that began their journey from her exhausted eyes met the lips that beamed with ecstasy. Within seconds she had forsaken all she had gone through because she was overwhelmed by the gain of being a mother rather than the pain of becoming a mother.

That is the one time in every women’s life when tears of cry and happiness collide.

Woman

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“I dedicate this piece to all the women out there, be proud to be you, Happy Women’s Day.

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  When she was born
    she was accused of being a girl


  When she blossomed
  she became the attraction

  When her beauty rose
she became a prey for predators

When she greyed
 she was ostracized.


  Everyone forgot the fact that Once
   she was a daughter
   she was a sister
   she was a mother

    And the fact that


    she was the incarnation of     

    the Goddesses.

Reality

I opened my eyes.
Couldn’t adjust  the light
They closed.
the warm hands of sun
paced through the pores
and panes
and touched my skin
it was so bracing.
like a mother.

I got tickled
by the cold breeze
that brushed past
my hair as if it
wants to play with me
like a friend.

I felt loved by
sweet chirping of birds.
they sang a lullaby
and kissed me to
an alluring day.
like a lover.

But it all lasted for a sec.
They were shadowed
by tumultuous clouds
whose tears plummeted
Deep into my heart
it was abysmal
like loneliness .

I felt like a dross .
A day passed
and I realized all of it
was within me
It was just my fractious mind
it was just my mind.
just an illusion.