Thursday, October 22, 2015

Like a Gust of Wind !


 
Like a gush of wind or fierce cyclone,
that man entered home as usual and
in true sense it was a cell for her,
resumed his routine of hurly-burly, 
caught her hair from front in his fist,
pulled her with a forceful strength,
 and started bellowing yells of words,
tinted in adverse rubbish rebuke.


A poor new-born baby once chucked out  
 by an unknown mother,  had to grow
in an orphanage, run by nuns in city, 
 had fallen prey to hollow words
coated with sugar of artificial texture
rendered by that moneyed man, 
claiming to be clement highly;
 hence was handcuffed in the wed-lock.
      

Looking at the blue through window, 
 with a totally deadened mind,                 
 having no provision to lodge
 anything further, for,
 it was full of pains and sorrows, 
born out of torments by that wicked,
in the form of thrashing and hitting
 on her pate spitefully.
   

Locking the ears with hands both,  
like a gust of wind-blast, 
flashed she to the open aimlessly,
 with hurts in heart and wounds on carcass
 to save her 'self' from there.
Her flight,  from the venom-vomiting- tongue 
landed in the calm and quiet of an Ashram,
which sheltered her  and consoled solely. 

 

  

23 comments:

  1. Hari OM
    Here is the voice of so many women of the world - bless you for raising the words... YAM xx

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  2. Deep. Poignant.

    Nicely written, though it is brimming with pain and suffering. The words articulate the sad state some face daily.

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  3. beautiful writings! will return for more. And thank you for your comments!

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  4. that is just so intense and slightly disturbing and very close to reality. Nicely penned.

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  5. Such an unfortunate soul. Some are born just to suffer most of their lives and the answer to its why is evasive. Very deep thoughts.

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  6. Yea, there are people like this. Thank you,SG.

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  7. Painful, but have heard such incidents so many times. Very well expressed.

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  8. Very well expressed. Thanks for sharing.

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