Sunday, December 27, 2009

MOIST SONG.........

silence moulded into ice and stood frozen and wet.. leaving a sleepless night to those desert eyes...
wings bent have lost their capacity to fight back.

as if the moonlight which can't cross the orders given...left itself into the embracement of the moon,,,
how can the earth get moonlight and how can the hearts of lovers bloom with its enchanting rhyme?
i wanted to ask,,,,,,,,,,but could not!


bloomed flowers got faded due to the fuming storms...
and can't be used for worship or for love...
i wanted to go against the storms,,,,,,,,,but could not!

the spirit has gone migrated to the woods and transformed into a hill rock.......
owing to the lack of helping hand...
i wanted to bring it back,,,but could not!


puddles of eyes had many oceans inside........which could not jump out....
even though the creeper is drawn out,,,,,,,,,,the root was deep inside..........
i wanted to shout that there is still a life............but could not!

feelings which had no shelter to cover their head...
sunrays which had no medium to get through.......
heads beheaded without a crime..........
individualities which were sculpted according to someone else's wish.............
bodies which crave for just one touch of affection.............
souls which were thrown into the nadir.........
greenery which erased its memories owing to someone's cruelty.........
living poles which walk just like boulders..............
peacocks which can never open their feathers to dance........


the moist song sung by the lives which live crucified inbetween the father sky and the mother earth!!!!!!!!!!
who can listen to these laments?????????????

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