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Remember me, will you?

Some day when you finally give up on love or life, someday when sorrow deceives your heart, Someday when pain unleashes hell on you, Remember me, will you? You don't remember me, you needn't anyway The scented jasmine that you smell in traffic signals adorns my plaited hair The odd clink of my bangles makes your wife's face twitch in disdain, I see it all, I know it all I am no one's love but I carry your reminiscence in my protruded belly I could have chose to end it but how could I forsake a forsaken being. For the first time I would have someone to call mine, only mine. You chose me when life stabbed you , now when my ribs crack each night, I don't even have your lurking shadow Someday, somewhere in life I want you to know it all, How I died each night under creased bedsheets How my soul which you had taught to love was long bruised and smashed I wish we cross paths when you would never know the stranger you met could have been your child. That da

Musings

                        (1) The walls of our gardens trembled in fear when they saw us breaking apart, The walls had seen us rise, fall and rise again Our secrets higher than the walls could shield  It wasn't just two friends parting ways, It was a betrayal, a lost battle  Where we chose to fight but never to win!                             (2) I walked into a Candy shop, when I returned  I just didn't held candies, I held childhood too.                            (3) Some people lit the dustiest corners of our soul Just like sunshine managing to find it's way through a darkened sky. 

Child of terror

"Your father is a martyr", announces a throaty voice I stand still, numb and bewildered. My father was just my father Whose shoulders were my pillows, whose heart my abode My mom is strong, or maybe acts strong "You can't cry, your husband's a martyr",  they announce I see a storm kindling in her eyes A storm enough to blow us rib by rib I inhale despair, choking my lungs I try to speak, I try to sob Everything in me has died "She is just a little child", I hear the world muse I I I, I stammer, the child of terror.