The urn at the center, do you see? Where the faint sunlight of dusk Gathers to narrate some tales Which are not written anywhere But over the petals- Dark and covetous, Of the flowers that bloom in the season Constructed by many as "Failures" But over time I've garnered every bit, Every moment when I felt like giving up, When my pink bones and milk teeth Called for a revolution Against the existence in fractions To grow up whole once more And cling to the torn threads Painted in red With the blood and sweat And catalysts to the onset of a berserk
I water the flowers And cherish the fragrance That takes birth when the sun sets; And the gale breaks in Screaming the euthanasia of past And darkness Fluking the contours of the urn To wake me up with the dawn Once more!
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CRAVING THE VOID
. Sound of simple monotony is ever so loud
As it croons in my ear to join the crowd
Approaching me like a great storm cloud
WHEN ALL I WANT IS STILLNESS
Your routines, routes, they wear me out
You only know how to haggle and shout
To flock and frolic, to login, but not logout
WHEN ALL I WANT IS SILENCE
These expectations are endless smoky seas
Constricting caricatures, blurred boundaries
Upon it I sail, with my soul's unheard pleas
WHEN ALL I WANT IS ABANDONMENT
Even the words I write cause too much pain
Birthed through paroxysms of a mind insane
They come and come to bind me with chain
WHEN ALL I WANT IS FREEDOM
Then there are 'emotions' and 'good' and 'bad'
The preachers and sermons drive me mad
Don't act like you care if I'm 'happy' or 'sad'
WHEN ALL I CRAVE IS THE VOID
Though its not luv at first sight But i had a feeling he was the " Right" I met him at the site When i was having a fight He stood by me anonymously inspite When i was falling he held me tight He silently asked me if i was alright It was the time when my feelings ignite He came n left making my life enlight Hoping one day we would reunite We would meet again told my foresight U held my hope upright Talking to u gave me a lil fright But I was happy as u were polite I had a chat n felt so light He was cheerfully bright N now i see him everynight Coz I fell in luv with the beautiful NIGHT!!
On that partially sunny dawn, After waking up from the bed, She walked a bit, towards the lawn, But suddenly found her bedsheet red.
She got tensed, like anyone else, Wondering, if she fell from bed last night, She was young to understand body, and cells, That's why she felt worried and fright.
She felt pain, and also the irritation, This was the main cause of worry, Red spotted bed was downing room's impression, So she changed the bedsheet, in hurry.
At the time of afternoon meal, She told her mother about the incident, About how it decreased her zeal, And asked, "is it an accident?"
Her mother shut her up, with a hiss, But perhaps somewhere, she felt pity, She instructed not to talk about this, In front of other members of family.
After the meal, and finishing her work, She talked to her, in the isolation, The thirteen year old girl, felt a jerk, After knowing this phenomena, called 'menstruation'.
She was also instructed about some do's and don'ts, Like not to go in kitchen, or touch eatables, Not to do religious rituals, even if she wants, Also, during periods, to keep separate water bottles.
She had to ask for sanitary pads in a low voice, So that no one other could listen, Though, it's a natural process, no one has a choice, But then also, hiding pads, she had to learn.
In the starting, she felt sad, when she got to know, That every month, it would take place, She fought her first periods though With a gloomy and pale face.
With the passing time and passing years, She got knowledge about this process, About the pain, of which she was feared, But also about how, she was blessed.
Inspite of periodic pain and mood swings, She was now capable of giving a new life, It hurts a lot after breaking down of uterus linings, But it helps to be a mother, after being a wife.
Years passed, at the age of 26, she was married, She became pregnant, after duration of two years New life in her womb, she carried, It's due to that pain, which she used to bear.
She gave birth to two cute twins, A cute baby boy and a beautiful baby girl, At the time of birth, they had small hands like fins, Small ball like face, and eyes were like pearls.
After a duration of twelve or thirteen years, When they both were entering their teenage, A similar incident took place with the daughter, She too got frightened, due to the lack of knowledge.
The daughter asked to her mother about the same, During the evening, while they were having dinner, She explained her, with no hesitation or shame, In front of her brother and father.
The daughter was neither kept quiet nor hissed, But was explained everything, very efficiently, After this, by her mother, she was kissed, This is what, we really need universally.
// Parents shouldn't hesitate to talk about menstrual cycle, They should teach their children about this life giving blood stain, Because this process, like any other life process, is vital, And salute to all girls, as it's not easy to bear this pain. //
Picking up the flowers from my Darkest secret Garden, Laying the petals in the light That reflects thy eternal Labelling them with the scents Of my deepest emotions, Fragrance that defines my Sweetest desires, Riding on my vivid imagination I seek for my beloved , In the depth of the sea In my heavenly walks Seeking for the love Love that deciphers the Symphony of my tears.....