Your silence.. your nod, your just being there

My tussle my restlessness and your acceptance

Want to love you more than ever before

You tell me to be in the moment..and I have started loving every moment since then !!!

The tower of silence building inside me can just be an abode of slaughtered carcass

The thoughtful vultures with their piercing vision devouring every remain

I smiled at those eyes which took a plunge on me, with its sharp claws trying to clutch

As once I free I will be as feral as you, a nomad , a scavenger

The blank paper haunts me like my blank mind
Dimmed words surface over the marshy thoughts
Trying to root or spread just to find there is no space for either…

Dreams hanging… holding the handles in the claustrophobic trains

With aspirations, calculations and racist fundamentals

Compromising promiscuity and loyal infidelity …

We still journey, journey together

Tell me when your are free

Tell me as we need to speak

Nowadays you seem to babble

And I hear you faint

The talks to raise the civilization and the search of torching a cause

Seems so nonsensical!!!

With the angelic expressions that hallucinates me

As all of them huddle together to pin me down to the ground

A chorus reaffirms me to collect my alms

As I always have to rise from the ashes…but the phoenix in me

Cannot take a plunge anymore

As the skies fade away in the convenient approach that I chose for myself

Which take me away from my being, my roots

My open sky and the skies beyond

And your words were an eye opener

Who took me by my hair and forced me to see in the mirror

All I see is the Known Devil

I want to tell you how much I love you

As you know not what breathes in me

A sinful soul

With a bowed head on the cross roads

Ready to be guillotined

Ready for the pyre

As it will set itself free as the plum gold phoenix

To spread its wings where you can rest…

She peeped at me through the crevice

And smiled the way she rarely does

A smile of misfortune or a caution which I am yet to know

She wanted her flesh back this time

I hid behind my sister as she followed me

Her eyes glued on her prey

She wanted every bit of what she had created

I had no way to escape……

MA....

Documented stock of evidences

That restates the lies and the series of the abducted thoughts

A pervert once stated that what can be manipulated can be rejoiced

And the followers of him shed their sins and their skins to become saints

The Nagasaki crippled the deformed leaving a solid foundation

That resembled the gigantic forms of Rome

The bullet shots deafened the chaos

Chaos of silence that scares the hell out of me…..

It has to move as it has to flow

The burdened will settle

Settle deep in the debris of un manifested desires

Like crouched silhouettes of the forbidden souls

In the darkest alcove of your self

Where man will breathe its last

In the bloodied festoons hanging from the melting towers of hope

With the sheaths unleashed to the feral within….

Yes…I lost you just round the corner the other day

When you were whispering in my ears to believe me

And I felt no better than a mass

I need this mass to retire now

Mass suicides will be in vogue now

Hara-kiri was never condemned in my world

With all the scrutiny that I have been left with

I believe no more in the biggest hoax

Love you never existed.....as you were never created

Life is funny and so are you; as you make me laugh.

Laugh at the silly things that you feel life is all about, laugh when you feel that we are on a roller coaster ride but the mere smirk of your face makes my stomach churn and all that I feel is to puke all the gross inside me that makes me heavier.

And yes I also laugh on the hilarious streak of yours which believes that it loves me and I still feel cozy in your arms and I still believe in the world of constellations.

Stagnancy not only rots it also sets in gangrene, gangrene of the feet, the mind and the soul. A black comedy of a droning day which sets a tone to what I inhale as what I exhale is only YOU.

A knock at the doped conscience where the voice of love dies its own death….

She was raped again and again..

They say it was more than 3 times in couple of hours…

The Goddess had showered all the Grace during the occasion..

Navratri was in full swing…

And the Hindus of this land worshiped the feminine force; as she was semi conscious and was on the hospital bed; and the devout took his ultimate bliss.

The smiling face of the Goddess that brimmed with love kept smiling as she screamed in her mind.

Wish you all A very Happy Durga pujo and a Shubho Bijoya....(Vashi rape-Lotus hospital- ICL Grounds)