Thursday, January 28, 2010

Dreams 2: The Sale

'Babies for Sale'
They shouted,
'Get your babies here'
They screamed,
'Fresh and young and right out of the womb'
Boys here and girls here', they screamed.

Teenagers and older women alike,
Men, too, browsed around,
'This one's cute, let's take him'
'No but I want a daughter around the house.'

I drove there looking form side to side,
No place to park my car,
I had to get there, quick, no doubt,
or the best ones will be gone to far.

My close friend, too, was with me,
She too wanted to see,
What the ruckus and hype was about,
Also babies fill her with glee.

The market was just outside our school
During the holidays, we delivered there,
We knew our babies would be gone,
For they were too cute, soft and fair.

As we reached there,
We saw our handler,
She stood proud as a horse,
She called us to the corner,
and showed us what she had kept out.

It was our babies, one boy one girl,
Giggling and gurgling with glee,
They seemed happy and healthy and fine,
We picked them up and held them finally.

And I wake up.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

Wanderings of a Thoughtless Mind: Chapter 5

Waiting and waning,
my libido calls,
scattered across the universe,
the calling must fall.

In the fall or in autumn,
depressions are high,
leaving turning a different colour,
leaving people to sigh.

Sigh out of grief,
sigh out of relief,
Sometimes just a lonely sigh,
and other times writer block they believe.

I believe in insanity,
and in love at first sight,
how and when it happens, i dont know,
like a railway fist flight.

Fighting is a necessity,
fighting is a crime,
but if you prove yourself,
fighting proves your in your prime.

Prime numbers bother me..
the irraticity of its existence,
like love and hate and emotions,
all irrational in their perceptions.

Rational - irrational,
hope and dreams and the want to fly,
freedom is our birth right,
freedom is our will to survive.

Survival of the fittest..
cliche's everywhere,
death as an end or a beginning,
Thoughts will haunt us.. as idleness is in the mind's lair.

Thursday, January 21, 2010

Dreams 1: Faceless

Clammering in the shadows,
Riding through the fog,
No friends, no family nearby,
Riding alone in the dark.

Crossing bridges and rivers,
having seen these sights before,
all familiar but yet distant,
Like from a life somewhere before.

I hit a road block,
few policemen surround,
"It's not safe here", they say,
"for a girl alone in the dark"

I have been here before, i say..
I had relatives here..
I have ridden high and low..
And finally im here.

Suddenly crashing sounds,
glass falling from everywhere,
on the opposite side of the street from us..
all the building, the windows were bare.

People emerged, from their homes,
Pearched at the window sill,
All faceless, all thinking,
all swaying with the wind.

A scream rings out..
A woman jumps..
Screaming her way down,

Falling flat on the road,
fallen face down.

and then it starts,
all together.. everyone jumping off,
screaming, falling, all face down,
not one face with fear found.

Then i see her..
at the same window..
as the first woman who jumped..

She screams out too..
but its with words..
not audible till she fell.

She screams to her mother,
Laying face down..
as she prepares to jump.

"Dont look up mother, dont look up.."
saying this she too fell..

She said this all the way..
All the way down..
not crying.. but confident,
falling face down.

I ran towards her as she fell,
The policemen stopped me in my tracks,
Let it happen, it was meant to be..
These people have no life.

I cry and i scream,
horrified and shellshocked
all in my mind, all for me.
Outside im calm and in control..
Im trying not to break down and get away from it all..

The girl finally falls,
Next to her mother..
The screaming stops,
and the falling ceases.

I look up at the windows..
all empty and bare.
I look down at the bodies
all faceless and uncared.

A child comes out, out of that same window..
I pray and i pray, for her to just stay.
Scared and sweating, i scream "dont jump"
The child looks at me and just smiles.

I wake up.