Scared as hell I glanced behind in search of the dying screams and weeping squeals, my shadow glanced back.
Standing in the place where the alley once stood, he reminisced their first kiss. “I miss you”, he etched on a brick in the debris. It’s been 8 years. One night had changed his life. Shattered everything. But the debris remained. He threw the rock and walked away in grief. The rock fell near something that shimmered in the scorching sun. It was a promise ring.
His arms were cold,
but his heart still warm.
The mother truly felt the beats
even though he was still born.
The moment I returned to my true home,
I started to gradually fade from the memories of my loved ones who had accompanied me from birth to death,
strangers never knew of my existence and my kith and kin began to forget about the fact I even existed once.
I was completely erased from this world of unending miseries the moment the ones who gave me birth took their leave just like me excluding the fact that I had an unexpected early departure.
Before it all gets evanesced, for the one last time, as I glance back at the journey of my life through the memories I had made there, it was unforgettable and excruciating, yet quite beautiful and divine.
“I have learned many lessons, I hope to learn more”, says my soul, as it embarks on the journeys of life with many disguises.
The times the flower bloomed
its aroma remained unrecognisable,
For she never knew the essence of true love
After years when she searched for the one,
it was long gone and it became a symbolism of lost love.
And she regretted when she realised that she was actually and still is in love with him.
She waited for the never ending unrequited love to be answered,
She waited in hopes to hear the answer from him….
My smile never meant anything to me but other’s did and their tears never meant anything to me until it was my own.
He ran fast.
The crowd applauded.
His only focus was the ribbon
at the end.In a few minutes
he broke off the ribbon.
Cheers could be heard and
his name was called out.
Through the window
while sitting on his wheelchair
he saw his dream come true.
Though he was limited by
his legs,his imaginations had
I stared into the night
The stars seemed nigh
And they shined brighter
Like God was showering glitter trying to lull me,
For the tears I effused profusely
THE WORLD WHEN CASTE SYSTEM BREAKS
We all are one,one caste, one humanity.
“Hey, look at him, his face looks disgusting”
“She is a bookworm”
“They are so funny, we should get around with them a lot”.
“He is so our type we might get along with him well”.
“Let’s avoid them, they are of no good”.
“I don’t want to be with her, she is hideous”
People still act the same, they see things differently and the world still stays divided.
I was in his hands,they were soft.
I held his hands and took first steps.
I played with his hands.
They tickled me.
They beat me.
They caressed me.
With time, it changed.
They put mine into another.
At that moment they were calloused.
Now holding his within mine
They were wrinkled.
Cherishing the memories
I shared with him.
I held his, longing to hold it forever.
Happiness cannot be bought
while sadness cannot be denied.
Both are the two sides of a coin
When we flip it, the outcome doesn’t matter.
The only thing that matters
is to have a mind to move on.
After the great disaster he encountered, he never spoke but his eyes reflected the agony behind his emotions.
I opened my eyes.
Couldn’t adjust the light
the warm hands of sun
paced through the pores
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.