Not Again!

Everyday

I walk towards

my funeral pyre

Sometimes slowly,

inching my way

At times galloping away ...

As I watch another

Inevitable cremation

Sitting quietly

On the fence

At the back

of a wailing ground

Where thick smoke

Whirls happily waltzing

Round and round ...

My aching ears

Wanting to block

Shreiks' deafening sound

As the lusting fire consumed corpses

Sniggered at the hollow socialising of

Loud, unclear voices

The fire laughed at the wailing people

As they watched

Their near and dear ones

Turn into a heap

of lifeless ashes ...

Leaving behind some bones

And bits of broken lashes

That had squeezed out tears

Out of smouldering dreams

From eyes heavy

Blinded by fatigue,

Oppressing loneliness

And deadly pinpricks

Suffering is acute but abstract

Forcing my delicate mind to react ...

The beat of sinking anguish melts

The aching soul in tears dwells

Drop by drop

The heart flows out

Leaving fewer beats without

The soul stretches itself

To another world

Begging to be freed

By the sacred pyre

Wanting it to consume

The slaughtered, rusted hopes

Dying to be

In the safe embrace

Of the loving, caring fire ...

Free at last

Of my societal body

I long to find

The one I want

In another, honest world

May my earnest wish

He grant! I know,

He will solemnly collect

The pious, tired tears

Dry them gently into pearls

Without the artificial shells

With no locks

No stifling cells

For He alone knows

They belong to Him!

In my constant search

He understands

My past, present and future merge

Converging on one word Love

Did I ever find it?

Or lose it

As it slipped away

To complete

Its yearning for itself?

I gently walk

Into another world

Of golden trust and pink desire

Towards all things beautiful

That lovingly conspire

To add fragrance

To the petals

And brilliance

To the stars

Wherein my innocent longing

Will tightly hug

My anguished

Lonely heart ...

Relieve it

Of all its pain

Do not want to be born

again ...

No, not again!

Not again!