Silent
moments awestruck life,
Fled
with fear, tension, worries,
Enough,
enough ghastly scenes,
Modern
turbulent world violent,
Intelligent,
literate learned nil,
Empty
heart sans love kindness,
Angry
world ferocious life beastly,
Hatred
rules the mind evil performs,
Closed
windows, shaken, sit quietly,
Looking
at the heart of a human, felt,
Life
passed so soon, decades long,
Fighting
with impressions love exists,
Torn
clothes females mending alert,
Designed
patches save a cloth,
Needle
stitches, threads colored,
Attractive
get worn-out clothing,
How
similar human care softly,
Mending
wrecked lives, stitching,
Careful,
conscious a heart bleeds,
Invisible
under microscope reality,
Amaze
the heart experiences,
Subtle,
shivers in fear in midday,
Mind
projects lurking spirits cruel,
Stalks
behind senses heart trembles,
The reason is dark past hunted longer,
Tortured,
beaten black and blue,
Humiliated
by being treated savagely,
Self-dignity
is violated repeatedly,
Molested
at lonely hours, insensible,
Shame
forces the tender soul to hide,
Assimilates
inhuman treatments,
A
heart pressed everything tightly,
Never
allow a leak to surface,
Little
teary eyes, biting lips stays,
Remorse
hello spirit ever observed,
The
person carries the heart rare,
Aspire
immensely to live but drawn,
Under
the dark bottom of an ocean,
The
ocean of infinite sorrows exists,
Her
heart, desperate to surface, breath,
Suffocated
to inhale the fresh air,
Wishing
to live, escape a dungeon,
God
all merciful, soul pray not,
At
least find the cause of agonies,
Believed
never committed sins,
Knows
not as a cursed human,
Knows
not abnormal behaves,
When
cries out, look at vacantly,
Sobs
intermittently, then laugh,
The
smiles felt weird resting body,
Does
not know a crowded place, malls,
Sleeps
on the pavement under a hot sun,
Sleeps
at railway station bus stand,
Walking
with luggage at midnight,
Where
the soul goes, a destination,
I
surmised God, sure to liberate,
Demise
will be the blessed gift of the Lord,
No,
life is miraculous never ends,
Someone
picks up the tattered limbs,
Takes
the ill-fated life to a shelter,
Washed
bruised limbs carefully,
Dressing
the person feed slowly,
Holding
the head reclines the body,
Sleeping
if an endless age in a lap,
The
day begins, life restarts socked,
Fights
between reality or unreal dream,
Looked
at the hospitality intensely,
Silent
never speaks but obeys,
Have
you seen torn heart mended,
Needle
pricks skin with a soft touch,
Thread
is empathy consoles soul,
A
deep wound is healing up slowly,
A
deadwood watch leaves protrude,
Deep
green stems growing faster,
Tearful,
feeling in my room, thinking,
Angels
move to suture torn lives,
Selfless,
mending wounded heart,
Mending
keeps life reborn again!
@
Bijayananda Mishra
