Cacophony

 

 

 

As I take a stroll

through the downtown,

I hear the clamour,

the uproar, the disorder,

that trumpet in ear;

incessant and blaring.

Screeching of tires

from the worn-out lanes,

honking of horns

from the log-jammed cars,

colliding gears,

engine that roars,

some obscure words

from nameless hawkers,

cries of urchins,

veil in the grey aura

of a cacophonous orchestra!

The Wall

The wall devilishly grey,

I made it myself; so strong, so high

Neither could I break nor could I fly

Not a wall of brick or stone

Made of intangibles

Fear, despair, angst

Left me cloaked

in a darkness infinite 

 

I perish here of

desolation,not

stronger enough to

shatter the wall, and let

the light shower my soul.

 

The soul craves for

the hallowed ray, for

someone to crush the

wall into dust, 

set me free,

show me the light.

A Moment......

When the twinkling star teased at our silence

When the firefly silently approved our presence

When we got drenched in a flood of moonlight

When the cliff on the horizon shined bright

When your hair began to dance with cool breeze

When you spoke only with your eyes

When the time stopped moving

When there was no tomorrow, only the moment was prevailing

Be it a moment, so what?

Cherished it, from core of the heart!

A tryst pampered by kind nature

A wink, a smile, a touch, a whisper,

And a moment to remember

A moment.....

That leaves an everlasting impression

A moment......

That doesn't come along very often.

Why?

I burn my face in scorching heat

I shiver in cold throughout the night

I drench my body in incessant rain

I lie uncovered under the naked sky,

my friends are agony and intense pain.

You don't see my subdued eyes,

extreme anguish hidden in my cries,

my malnourished body, 

the hunger in my belly,
the melancholy.

Why?

You don't see! Or you don't care?

I see you through the tinted glass

Your flamboyance, your grandeur !

My eyes gaze at the devouring spree

Your one cup of coffee

can fill my empty tummy.

Why?

Is it my fault I was born roofless?

Is it my fault my parents left me?

You turn your eyes from my ragged attire

You walk away from my dingy living space

Why?

Ever try to dive into my eyes-

into an ocean of perpetual longing!

Far far away from your world, safe and glittering.

(Written after I spent few hours with few Mumbai street children.)

I'm fired!

 

A year back,

I entered the premises,

I was happy, I had dream in my eyes;

I got a place, also I got one boss

I started working so hard,

that my life went for a toss. 

Life was a bliss till next appraisal,

till the lay-off began, till that gloomy morning,

till I found the "Holy Pink Slip" on my table.

Impeccably enveloped!

Name neatly scribbled!

The letter of dismissal! 

A feeling of abandonment;

a many questions unanswered;

a future undestined and blurred;

on the brink of helplessness, I stood

unappreciated, unacclaimed, unrecognized!

Since my first day of work, I've been loyal

In return, what I got back is nothing but betrayal!

I had a life, I had recognition, I had dreams a million

Now, nothing but angst and agony are my new companion!

No one hires me now, I'm tired

I got a bad name...coz I'm fired!