Monday, August 29, 2011

The End or The Beginning? (2003)


Her voice, soft to my ears

The moonlight whispered

“Sorrow ? I won’t let it

Sting you my child.”

The stars, millions of them

Winked: In the hell of fate

Amidst the ocean of grief

You’ll be safe in our hands.”

I smiled-

And thought I was happy.

He the eternal truth

Had lustrous eyes

With passions crawling in their depths.

But I...

I refused to take his outstretched hand.

It was all on a sudden

The sky shocked me

With her passionate weeping.

It was the flood

And I was no Noah

To save and to be saved.

The moonlight faded,

 Sheepishly, the stars hid

In the cloud’s manes.

Even my shadow

Kept slipping away.

The furious truth,

With his once  rejected hand

Hit me with all his might.

My blood, merging with my tears

I lay in his powerful

Yet caring arms

Deserted by falsehood

Embraced by truth

The true joys, infinite

Were at last mine.

Drifting to sleep, I smiled-

And knew I was happy.

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