Nightmares and Scars

on October 29, 2011

They beat him up to pulp in the alley,
A broken jaw and a blackened eye.
He got up somehow...
and ran for his life.

As he entered the dark hallway,
He saw his image in the wall at the end.
It was as bad (good?) as a ghastly devil...
The wind got knocked out of his sails!

He ran again; fate it was or a twist in the tale?!
Even tougher it got to rein in the horses of thought.
A dank, unkempt, claustrophobic room awaited.
And he escaped into it, wasn't he lucky?!

Saw 'em there for the first time ever,
seemed too good to be true, all of them.
"Oh well...", said he to no one in particular.

He was flying up and above...
when they brought him down with a thud.
"You worthless piece of shit!"
He gave up...
before, much before he gave in.
And ran again!

Escaping from the escape route...
Hell yeah, what a sight!

Hearing myself out

on October 27, 2011

Hear that eerie sound in the middle of the deathly silence?
That's me gnashing my teeth!
At what is... and what could have been.

What should I be regretful for...
For it all fell apart or, for it was a castle in the sand.
Or for the fact that I've got better at putting up a face!

They say resilience is the stuff the strong and brave are made of...
I say to them, they have never been resilient enough!
Resilience is what the meek prefer, without a voice or a backbone.
The ones, who have been strong for too long, just break down. 

 Someday I'll say it all too loud...
So what if it will be too late!
And so what if there will be no one around! 
I know I'll still hear myself out...
…Gnashing my teeth in the middle of the deathly silence.

Pretty average stuff, this. But at least I'm back. Can only go up from here.
And though the post belies this, I wish you all a very Happy Diwali!