THE ILLUMINATED ECLIPSE

Eyes red as wine with anger, distress and disappointment,
Life as pale as the leaves fall in the gloomy autumn with an unpredicted predicament.
Raw flesh bargained for at the peddler at an rampant rate,
Rooms filled with chests of gold and..
Hearts filled with dishonor and scarred stigma;
Pretentious yet flawlessly striving among the normal,
Spending moments to realize the disgrace, the path traced
And the path yet to trace.
Few of the innumerous tears carrying childhood memories, dry off leaving stains.
Dreams that were never realized;
Choices that were never chosen;
Destiny that never meant forever..
Youth flew like a fast drifting raft,
A bumpy ride it was...
Like a slap on the face, life will suddenly become feeble,
And the flesh will no longer be worthy of...
Sad phase that stayed forever and...
Happiness that got locked in dark shady rooms...
Being a part of the hidden illuminated secrets of the rich;
Lost the identity of owning a family..
A path that was chosen had no way back,
A choice made had no alternatives but to regret..
Its perfect though...
But there's difference.. A huge one..
The eyes dreamt of love and smile at one who deserved,
Now it's just meant to lure, not one, to trade off yourself at higher prices..
Cannot fulfill this dream of going to a honeymoon,
Because every other night is one, where you just get to please;
But not acknowledged for the devotion and the emotions that are offered..
Because, again you are a dirty secret, not proud of...
A doll just who can reciprocate naturally...
Forced or unforced...
That's the only choice you get...


After visiting this part of Singapore one day, I saw the plight of this industry in this part of the world.. where human flesh is of no value and emotions doesn't play a role for anyone...
These verses are dedicated to all those who are trapped in this industry for years and never got the chance to move out and lead a respected life....

Devil in Disguise !!

Running and fighting across the willow marsh;

She ran all the way across the horizon to save her from the lash.

For if she couldn't save herself from the wolves ,she was a prey for;

She would have lost all she has gathered born a girl and have been living for.

While she tumbled upon a well-built gentle decent bloke,

She grasped all her breath back which was earlier choked.

The chap taken aback by the sudden concussion;

Scrutinized her from all the possible orientations.

The dusky beauty with all her sweat flowing through her skin,

Glittered in the dark like an angel with a golden tinge.

While his eyes kept exploring and advancing through her libidinous curves,

Which were exposed out of her torn fabric, still trying at its best to save her womanhood.

The chum took her to a place which he called safe among the woods,

Far from those bloodthirsty wolves, as he posed.

Still staring at those trying to hide assets of her, while she rested and felt relieved;

The transformed rogue pounced on her flesh tearing those loyal strands of cotton to pieces.

While she was staring in his devilish eyes, which deceived her a few moments back;

She found herself disrobed in an instant of time, while she was being ravished.

Lying on the earth motionless, she stared at the sky; 

While he kept scratching and eating on her femineity.

Expectations broken, she had no courage to fight back

Remembering some great person's saying about staying silent to avoid pain,

She groaned to her inner self without even a single crinkle on her face.

Tears flowed down as her blood beneath, while she still lay down for the wolf to finish,

After the strong gust of lust that she faced, the entire night

She still laid on the ground, smiling at the sky

As she could not figure out what to cry on;

Whether it's the catastrophe she went through, or the masked humanity of every other man .

The plight of this society which is transforming to meat eater,

Shall it even spare the so respected , loved and cared motherhood ?

When the small yet to bloom two years old are getting victimised.

It shall really spare none.... Noone....

Words unspoken

Words, said and unsaid, thousands of them unspoken, 
Thousands of them said but not meant.
A huge world of feelings that are conveyed just by a single glimpse of eyes
While a still larger world of pretentious lies spoken loud and clear.

Still,unspoken ones hold an ample of our feelings which we keep thinking, 
Wish we could have said, may be the stories and even the destinies would have been different.
And we don't say. We dont say a single one..
Keep wishing for it to get conveyed.. In silence...

Sighs....

The Proposal : A magical bond

Kneeling down was never enough to ask for your company

For the rest of my boring life

Asking your hands was never enough too

For filling up my colourless life with your abstract colours

Thinking of a magical way to ask you from you with no denial

I ended up deciding of being just me.

Taking your warm and rigid hands in mine, shaking in mild nervousness

I kissed it as if I will never get the second chance to do so.

Holding you close to me, entrusting myself in your arms,

Feeling your hands holding me tight through my waist

I slowly whispered some few words which worked on me like a magical spell whenever you said

" I love you. Life was always an incomplete ballad, with an incomplete composition

You are the one who made me write the next few verses and

Helped me play all its strings filled with your love and care.

The colours of yours magical touch, turns everything musical

Bringing peace to my restless soul.

Without you, I feel like a dead corpse still breathing of no reason

You hold on to me at all my extremes, bearing all my childishness and stupidities

Just like my parents did when I was a kid.

You recognized the inner child in me even when I was hurting you

Kept pushing me towards achieving my dreams

Stood by me when I was low and scared in the darkness of grief.

Brought a hearty smile on my face even when tears were dropping by my cheeks

And changed the reason of my tears from sad to contentment.

Yes you told me that I mean the same for someone as my grandma did to my grandpa

I dont want my story to be a legend, But all I know is

That I need you by my side all my life

I know what kind of a burden it can be for you

But I know you love carrying me like a sweet little kid as you always did."

Before uttering anymore words, all my nervousness faded in the mist around

And I found a shining beautiful ring in my shaky thin fingers

An untold and unexplainable feeling shook me with a joy that I dreamt of all my life

Remembering the same moment right now

It still thrills me with the same feeling I had at that moment.

It hasn't been a long time since it happened , but yes ,

The time that I have spent with you is priceless, unending and magical.

Happy propose day my sweetheart.

May this love of ours grows with the coming years and

I keep feeling the same thrill all throughout my life.

BrOkEn DrEaMs !!

Dreaming like every other girl of the special someone like her father, 
Grew up with a strong faith of a loving and caring life partner..
But when you find your caring and loving dream was all fake, 
Loosing all hope of finding the special someone... 
Broken, hopeless wandering among the woods, 
Finally finding your prince charming amongst the dark..
The drizzling gloominess still couldn't shake your faith of finding the right..
On the way of reaching your sparkling destiny, lost your ownself... 
In the dark devilish shadows..
In search of a path,every other mirage seems to be the one...
You may even fall for a mirage, so original it does look...
The search never ends...finally remembering that the dream was broken... 
And when broken realities are never fulfilled...how can a broken dream be... 
Tired and exhausted came back tracing the path full of tears... 
Some dreams are meant to remain unfulfilled... 
Some dreams are meant to be incomplete...
Deciding not to dream is not a solution may be...
But with every other dreams being broken, the trust get shaken leaving scars...
Which can't be omitted...
Reminding of those broken dreams which once were felt to be a reality...

FAIRYTALE LIFE

Dreaming the entire span about a fairytale life

Ending up nothing but disappointments..

Planning our lives not lesser than a movie;

But life brings with it always the most simple and mere disappointments..

Designating it the way of destiny and the acts of the Karma

We start indoctrinating and adapting ourselves as now we're mature

The tree of life keeps growing up and the adventures and dreams along with it

Since childhood coming across the saying of facts being stranger than fiction

We end up living a simple and boring pathetic life

Life is filled with so many treasures and we keep on hunting it

With a desire of finding something valuable

Instead of giving importance to the present treasure, we keep running after the next

This greed pays nothing but regret at the end of our mortal lives.

But we always forget some few things that we are gifted with

Some few things which are priceless

The selfless love of our family , the warmth and care when our friends' fight

The first touch of your little siblings when they entrust you to help them lead their lives

The sacrifice and love of our partner.

Realizing this at a later stage may content us that finally we know it

But then there is no time left for revealing our feelings and showing the same back

Each and every moment of our lives is stranger than the fiction

It's just we can't feel them

Because they're not loud or are not always spoken

We become ignorant to the small feelings of our heart

We can't feel the tiniest of the little things that people do for us

Yes, I may be unhappy cuz I don't have as many friends as the person next to me

Or I don't have people to speak up my heart

But I am gifted with the most priceless things that one can ever have

The feeling of being me, the completeness

The individuality that noone can share with each other.

Each and every one of us lead a fairytale life

We don't have to wait for our prince to come and take us

Nor do we have to wait for a beautiful princess waiting for us

We all are cinderellas in us who can't be distinguished in our simple psyche

Nor do we have to dress up like her using a magical wand on a chariot resembling a pumpkin

Its our heart that speaks about us being special

Stop complaining about its simplicity and start living it like a princess or a prince

And acknowledge every boon that you have.

I too am...Cuz I know that I'm Special..

And for me, my life is the most wonderful fairytale one can ever imagine..

Keep smiling...!!

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