Monday, October 31, 2005

SIN

Thinking as you lie down
as minutes trickle away
Your conscience detesting you
and repugnance overpowering too.

a mere choice of ecstacy
and fulfillment of carnal desires
your ardour and passion
have earned you revulsion

you lie on your death bed
weighed down by your infidelity
an acronym AIDS now manoeuvres your life
while remorse tears you apart

your soon to be widow's tears
could never wash away your sin
she can now only worry
about your soon to be orphaned son.

RAIN

Melancholic palor draped the village
silence deafening and intimidating
despair loomed large and sorrow adrift in air
voices muffled with hunger and sadness
perhaps couldnt reach the almighty
peasants looked upto the vastness
hoping to find the obstinate rains and the eluding divine
but the ball of blinding incandescence
sordidly continued its lurid sorcery
the fields lay barren and parched
and aridity was the unwielding monarch
no sign of grrenery, no sign of life.
But then the miracle happened
somberly the sun was obscured
tiny drops of nectar fell to the earth
bringing hope till now dearth.
sprang up the life
rejoiced the peasants
life seemed possible and the divine merciful.