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In Search of Peace

I kept on moving from one prison to another,
For years and years and had no strength to move further.
I started doubting myself, losing all hope,
As if there was no way out, absolutely no scope.
Ruminating over my own condition,
I almost forgot to participate in the conversation.
Until brought back to senses by the strong touch of the jailer,
We had almost reached the unreachable cellar.
How traumatized was I at the sight of the carcass!
Was that a horrendous painting on the canvas ?
The unexpected click of the key opening the oxidized lock,
Brought a stir in the painting and it began to flock.
Moved the silhouette, flagging and limping,
Mumbling in a voice flimsy and quaking quavering.
How shaken was I at her condition!
Observing her moth-eaten clothes, her chiselled face and blood flecked eyes.
I notified her how much for her, the humanity cries.
With her contorted, rheumatic fingers, she held my hands.
Just have a look at me, my son and tell me today, where do I stand?

A Lone Wolf

I watch the city like a lone wolf in the crowd that
Divides the hum and haw from sincerity and senses.
The people avoid getting down to the nitty-gritty blinded by dazzles.
As I avoid the people on the rocks walk,
All set to rob Peter to pay Paul, pretending rolling in money.
Feel I like passing through a rogue's gallery, unnoticed, non-existent.
The world around me is falling like the house of cards
I observe honesty, truthfulness, integrity, love, care,
Vanishing in front of my eyes in thin air.
The vacant eyes search for a genuine friend,
Who is so hard to identify among thousand strangers.
Trying to climb the ladder of success,
Trespassing warning given by wise men,
Working day and night to make a memorial shrubbery.
Sparing no time for introspection they
Never understood that they are heading towards D-Day.
And everything will come to an end so soon.
Could not they have given it a thought?
That all the worldly possession they bought,
Would lead to disaster that would never be unwrought.
Could not I do something to save the doom?
Getting rid of the fear that looms
Have taken I the decision of coming out of gloom and why not take a lucky
dip into the evening of the moon?

@Meena Mishra

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