Prism

I wrote this last week,when I had read of Radhika Tanwar's murder.The irony lies in the fact that a girl/woman was killed on the day when the world over the day was declared Womens' Day.For every complying every time,for stepping back,for becoming a woman one who is inferior from man,this is a poem for you.

Across the room

the tattered glass confesses,

the blasphemies curtailed.

under the shelter of a wound

it seeks refuge

struggling to cease the smile.

it lasts a moment

and benumbs the soul,

it lasts an eternity

and benumbs the dead.

it aspired for aspirations

that die within the day,

answers left to question the

melancholies of today.

the tattered glass

has a story to yield,

a story to confess,

Alas!the spirit dies; extinguishes

with the plea of hope.

with dread looming large

all that remains is flesh that is exploited,

all that remains is a story that unfolds,

all that remains is a tattered glass

and its dying prism.

Trajectory

Beyond this translucent dusk

the wind blows far far away,

the miles that call the distance

forever rest in peace.

Amidst the gaily and the glistening rays

the abject prowess seems to discern

the thought beyond recognition

that lasted not a while.

The sails are set

Her destiny beckons,

for tomorrow dawns

a foretold victory.

And a dream awakens the dream within

And the dreary world

forsaking her is lost in its own trajectory.

The Unknown Destination

You have friends and its amazing being with them,they are there for you EVERYTIME you need them,but life somehow seemed mundane...with people around...i STILL felt lonely..do you know that feeling??then I'd be rather in a state of (even though eccentrically)solitude,because well atleast I'll know I'm not sailing alone.So i played hookey from college today and just took a journey without realising where to go,early in the morning alone in a cab i reached G.K. M Block..a preety neat market but all was closed so went back..in a cab..its not scary,but its a bit boring travelling alone and I'd barely done it,but it was worth the risk..roaming about on empty streets where in a few hours there would have accumulated a crowd yet loneliness was my only companion...was it?No..I was my only companion..this unknown journey..very brief though taught me an importat lesson..its not people around us we call friends and family that complete us...its this feeling I cant describe now...since its not over yet...that completes us...teaching us on every single 'solo' step...that we are not alone...we are accompanied by the journey to the unknown destination.