I don’t wish to kill you
Just enslave you for a while
Feel the sting of power
And the prick of hallow pride
Watch you feign death
And the given up battle
Letting the twinkle of cruelty
Change the iris’s hue
All mirrored fraction by fraction
Till the mourning dies down
And you rise from your death
To assault my convictions
And leave your ugly victory mark
On my shallow, empty hand
Which once tried to kill you…
Wisdom bred within us
We learnt about the life’s battlefield
Well in the womb…
We learnt the best way
To enter a battle’s fray
We learnt every move
Every single groove
We learnt to watch our enemy,
That danger came from within
We learnt to conquer fear
And drink the potion of life
Sounds were vital
They may have a medley
Of the death’s knell
The bows and arrows helped
Archery coursed through our veins
Targets were always moral dilemmas
Of that even father couldn’t tell
The grasp was good for an unborn
Was all that we can sum up
Stuck in there
Surrounded by suffering
Pain and assault
We knew not the way out
“Thou shalt enter
They will fight thee
Ye shalt attack from every angle
Break the maze thus…”
What next…
We are in the maze…
What next…
Why does memory fail?
Mother; let me enter your womb
I need to scrounge for the signs
For my way out…
Mother, this maze is overpowering
Do you least recall?
What next?
This maze is ours
We have entered with supreme will
Now we shall succumb to it
Now we shall use the wheel
Blows rained from everywhere
Where do I seek refuge?
Father; what is the next move
Can your knowledge be of use?
This is our maze….
Eternally it shall be
Like the wound on the forehead
Flowing endlessly
Why my forehead seems damp?
Why my fingers wet with warm blood?
It’s been lifetimes
Yet this wound is fresh
Eternally….
Learning life’s alphabets
A for Abhimanyu......
A for Ashwathama….
Eyes closed…
Round and round
The hand turned me
Round and round
I kept counting my turns
To keep a track of directions
To know which way will I go?
Once the turning stops
And suddenly it stopped
Abruptly
Mid circle
I undid my tangled feet
And senses
Till I could put forth
My first step
I heard the cries
Each one calling me out
Each one probing and poking me
Cajoling me to come to them
There I stood
Faithful to darkness
Rather compelled into fidelity
Thought now I shall be right
As they say loyalty nurtures relations
Hence I began my journey with the darkness…
One
Two three
Four five six
I thought I reached out to someone
Suddenly it gave away
The place where I thought I had rested my hand
Three four
Five six
There I feel someone again
Suddenly I hear my name
I swirl around
Was it you?
It was a sing-a-song way
Of calling my name
Just like you do…
I take one step
But…I stumble
It’s not you…
Illusion perhaps
Now again the calling begins
I wander slowly
Arms wide, flailing…
Round and round
Further away from the chaos I went
Till I bumped into
Someone…
I imagined it was you
Strangely enough
Fell my band which covered my eyes
It was him
The way I never wanted
Yet he was the catch
I won the game they said
While I wept for you
And cursed the cosmic game maker,
Who put me in the arms of a stranger…
With an allusion that I chose him….
Blind man… and the cosmic bluff…
