They said it would be easy,
As easy as breathing ‘s supposed
to be,
Stretching a few muscles, to
banish all pains,
A dose for a day, a few more to
keep sane.
For Mother declared she was
worried ,
And it displeased Father to see me
lost;
My friends lovingly mobbed around
me,
And over charred emotions, my
smile embossed.
And I smiled as life rolled on,
I smiled at its mandates and
jargons,
I smiled for the days to end,
I smiled for it is easy to
pretend.
And I thought,
May be shadows do lighten the
dark.
And bullets fly for they love the
beating heart
But I feel them now, closing in,
See their fingers and arms
stretched,
The corners of my mouth twitch
uncomfortably,
And my blood boils for selfish
carnage.
Some hold my lips,
Some pull my chin,
They spread my mouth
To a hideous grin.
My eyes pop out,
Something quietly dies,
I face the world,
With my Glasgow smile
Rakanjana Sen
http://the-moody-khana.blogspot.in/: The “Moody” Khana
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