in the core of darkness

This familiar whistle of the summer breeze

And with it the gush of memories

I relive them all, and as I fall

Into this eternal darkness of the night

I feel at ease, almost like home,

A comfort in the absence of light

As it opens its long black wings

In silence, my solitude sings

Songs that only I know, songs that I adore

The stillness of the night seems to play

Music, more soulful than any hum of the day

And in its embrace, I weep like a child

For I find solace at least for a while

It holds all my secrets, all my fears

Without judging, with no complaints

Strokes my hair, wipes my tears

As I hold on to that tiny thread

Uncertain of what lies ahead

A series of pictures runs through my mind

A black and white album from a different time

The present, however has a lot of grey

I hold on begging it to stay

With every plead, it moves further away

The  harder I grip, the more it slips

And I am left back in the arms of darkness

Yet I long for what doesn’t belong

To me…..

letting go…

I forgive you…..

For all the instances you let me down

For all  the times you weren’t around

For all the paths I walked alone

For all the battles I fought alone

For all the things you did me wrong

For all the pains I carried along

For all the days I longed for you

For all the nights when I was blue

For all the words that were said

For all the tears that I shed

For all the reasons that we fought

For all the blames that I got

For all the apologies that I made

For all the times you betrayed

All those moments that were lost

 And wasted like a melting frost

Are running down my cheeks now

And for one last time, I allow

You to make me feel this way

 

And I forgive you…..

Broken

The sound of it still lingers

The bits and pieces still scattered

The pain that came, when it shattered

From the eyes, flowing down like a river

Now dried up with the warmth of time

But still cold as ice, in a corner of mind

A revived memory from a forgotten past

An illusion that wouldn’t last

Like a vase, it broke

With one single movement

Never to be the same again

Never would it mend

Ended up on the floor like molecules of dust

Now blown away by the wind, is what I called TRUST

 

I am…..a rose

I was buried deep into the ground

In the dirty wet mud

I was bitten by the bitter snow

As I started to bud

 

I kept quiet as you stepped on me

Or chose to ignore me

I sobbed quietly resting on the womb

Of the earth that bore me

 

I did not ask the rain why it hit me

I knew I needed it to grow

I just listened as you complained

That my growth was too slow

 

I built a barrier of thorns around me

From the wounds that no one saw

And here I stand today…a beautiful rose

As you watch me bloom, with awe!

 

 

an encounter

He looks at me straight in the eye

Watching me as my pupils dilate

And my facial muscles go stiff

Exposing my vulnerable state

I’m sure he hears the sound

Of my screams as he comes near

And my heart that pounds crazily

Inside my hyperventilating chest with fear

He aims his flight right on my head

Phew! I duck as he approaches

And there he goes out of the window

Oh dear! These cockroaches!!!

The caged bird

Hear my cries,
Set me free….
This cage is not
Where I’m supposed to be

Let me fly
In the open sky,
For I did no crime
To stay here inside

To you,
My chirping may sound sweet
But for me,
It is agony that comes out of my beak

My pleas go unheard,
And my tears unseen,
Yet I carry a soul
That is wise, hopeful and serene

I may be small,
My wings may not be strong
But someday I’ll reach the sky,
‘cos that’s where I belong!!!!

Injustice

Note: I have been reading and hearing a lot about domestic violence, rape and other forms of injustice towards women and children. I know I won’t be able to capture what goes on inside the minds of these people so this is  just a small attempt. I might have got carried away and mixed my emotions in certain places  but this is purely imaginary.

Time heals the physical and mental pain related to a particular event but the long term impact it leaves on the psychological development and self esteem of the one who goes through it, is hard to cure. I just felt the need to write something from a victim’s point of view, so here it goes:

I can see it coming

An unforgivable act of cruelty

As the darkness wraps around me,

As I lose my sanity……

No, stay away….

You have no right,

Too weak for your strength,

Too tired to fight


I’m pushed to the floor

stripped off and bare,

Do you see the anguish I’m in?

Do you even care?

This cannot be happening

Oh…..please no!!!!

This is intolerable

Please let me go…

The cold is unbearable

More so your touch

I can hardly see, hardly breathe

It hurts so much


I’m trapped, I’m violated,

You seem unaware

Lost in your world of ecstasy,

Leaving my mind filled with despair

Treating me like dirt,

You just leave me there and go

Now that you’ve got what you wanted,

Now that you need me no more


Pay me for the life I lost

In those fifteen minutes that you stole

Don’t worry about my body, it’ll be fine

Pay me for what it takes to mend my soul…………