Sunday, February 14, 2010

Valentine's Day

The brightest flower wilted,
the deepest eyes cried…
and tears trickled down,
wailing the catastrophe,
as the love-filled season of the year
got blasted with terror and grief…

As every heart was preparing to welcome the much awaited Valentine’s Day, it got ripped apart yet again by a malicious blast. It is mourning the loss of its loved ones, contrary to its humble expectations of being one with them.
Fate had decided to act cruel with the purest emotion of love.

Had you ever wondered that buying muffins for your loved one could cost you your life?
Or that the soft and beautiful moments with your first date would possibly be the last ones you breathed? How could you not help yourself feel the urge to live forever when you closed your eyes before seeing your just born daughter?

The traits of humanity are swiftly evading the realms of human behaviour.
The mind of the miscreant embraces profanity and malice. He doesn’t think twice before slitting the throat of an innocent neighbour or even blasting a thousand merry souls enjoying the festive season.

It isn’t difficult to accept that the Intelligence is failing to give proper assistance to fortify the internal security system of our country time and again. This is happening as a fellow human has failed disastrously in his mannerisms. His violent streak has become blatantly hazardous. He has defied the norms of society and fraternity.

In such a scenario, all we can so is pray for the souls of the deceased.
Wish that the world gets the love it rightfully deserves; beseech the Almighty to cure it from the contagion of terrorism.
The world indeed needs to heal itself and breathe free in the air of love.
Let us join in this universal prayer to bring back the very abiding love which St. Valentine wanted to bring in for every living soul….

Wishing everyone a very Happy Valentine’s Day!

Friday, February 5, 2010

In a state of agony

My truth lacks honesty,
and lie lacks deceit.
My smile lacks a purpose
as nothing brings me repose.

Despair seems beautiful
as my joy comes in pain.
And everything seems bleak to me
while my hope laments in vain.

My curse lacks an intention
and my care lacks the warmth.
I tread along the boulevard
in search of some solace...

Agony, pain and hurt,
I cuddle them all..
and amidst this weary darkness,
I struggle to stand tall.

Deep within my gentle heart,
cries with content;
Oh, troubled times!
You have really changed my face!