Lying on the barren
ground,
Naked of all
emotions.
Struggling hard to
open my eyes.
Distant unknown
voices strike my ears like darts.
I can feel rough
hands groping my body,
Pushing, tugging at
my wrap.
Observing the cold,
blood-less wrists.
Do they want me to
wake up?
No, I can’t open my
eyes,
I had to shut the
world out.
And now when I try to
unglue the eyelids and flick them open.. I can’t.
They had abandoned
me; left me on this barren ground,
When they realized I
came from the land of Venus.
They didn’t want me.
Buried me on the same
ground.
Do I sense a feeling
of regret, a desire to undo the done?
Is it possible to
bring back the light of life?
But then I have more
companions around me,
Ones who have had to
face the same fate I did once.
Now I know there is
no feeling of regret.
The age old tradition
will continue without any variation
And I will have more
lifeless bodies surrounding me on this barren ground.
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