a constant and silent companion

Lonely places should stay

Away from her.

As she will go gaga

And make them

Her favourite places

On this stupid spinning

Earth.

Lonely places should stay

Away from her.

She bears the potential

To fill them with her

Almost presence

And brilliant thoughts of

Nothingness.

Lonely places should stay

Away from her.

Her pulse when throbs

At her temple

is way too louder

than the hard rock

Music.

Lonely places should stay

Away from her.

As she ain’t a ship

And thus, will sink in

Those empty places

With her toes curled

And a smile on her

Face.

Lights, Camera... Cloudburst

Someone who thinks death

Is the scariest thing,

Perhaps doesn't know

a thing about

The crumbling life at

The mercy of nature.

Ushering from the highest of

Heights like Himalayan ranges,

Hitting the depths of foothills,

The nature’s agony brings erosion

Of both soil and lives.

Just flattening the world

In the wee hours.

People in deep sleep

Sink in their bedrooms.

The nightmare doesn't end

Even on opening their eyes.

They see everything they own

Being washed away

And they just cannot pick it up

(and put it back).

Many there stand still

To face the stark reality,

To see the blank sky beyond the ridge,

Knowing their feet had come

to the end of the world.

They drift a little, take a millisecond

and seep into the rushing water.

 

However, many of them

Who fail to face the pain of death,

The mercy of nature leaves them

With nothing but a life

To find wailing chest and tired knees

To curl up and hope to sleep.

They listen to the sound of the

 Approaching helicopters,

As the soundtrack of

Long awaited hope and life.

Until they realise that

The chopper is ridden by

A politician for his trip.