Thursday, 26 November 2009
Remembering the Martyrs...Mumbai Terror Attack 26/11
[Hotel Taj Mahal, Mumbai; Picture Credit:Internet, Edited by Anukriti Sharma]Hatred lies in every nook.
Like petals of withered flowers;
Darkness envelopes Mumbai for 59 hours.
Tears devoid of all pain...
These clouds refuse to rain!
Beautiful eyes veiled in hate...
Love that can only suffocate!
[Hotel Taj Mahal; Picture clicked by Anukriti Sharma]
Death instead is chosen...
Terrorists attack Oberoi Trident and Taj Mahal Hotel,
Helpless people lifelessly bid the world farewell!
Nariman House, Vile Parle, Napean Sea Road...
Under the sieges of bombings explode...
Cama Hospital, Leopold Cafe, Mazgaon, CST...
Broken walls and struggling lives form a deadened debris!
[Cafe Leopold, Colaba; Clicked by Anukriti Sharma]
Thousands injured, hundreds dead...
Dead bodies form a human pyramid!
The innocent have died...
Leaving their shadows behind!
The bodies need a place to bury...
Bullets and bombings consumes them in fury!
Their ashes are gathered and collected...
Though their souls are eternally rejected!
Hatred, anger, greed and desire...
Ignites in terrorists a corrupt fire!
[Martyrs of the Attack; Picture Credit: Internet; Edited by Anukriti Sharma]
Karkare, Kamte, Salaskar...martyrs of the attack...
Can anything ever bring their lives back?
Uniformed men, civilians and hotel staff fight,
Against the hatred that these terrorists ignite...
NSG commandos, ATS officials and policemen,
Fight for our lives against those ''Ten''!
[The Ten Terrorists; Picture Credit: Internet]
Terrorists, LeT and Kasab still live on...
Though Unnikrishnan is dead and gone!
No place to love, no place to live in,
Life itself has become a sin!
Death instead finds solace...
Defaced forever is our face!
[CST devastated after the attack, Picture Credit: Internet]
Faces splattered with blood...
War has found a New World!
Shards of old glass bangles,
This world lies in tangles!
Abandoned streets, Stinking little alleys...
Terrorism now lies beyond the valleys!
[Bullet Shot, Leopold Cafe, Clicked by Anukriti Sharma]
Chaos, crime and confusion...
Lack of cultural diffusion!
The sea has turned eternally red!
Every God is lost and dead.
Sunday, 7 June 2009
Blue,Red and Black-A Dream of Despair, Desire and Death
Blue, Red and Black...Melancholy spreads itself upon my back.
Travelling to hell, I've lost my track.
Hopeless hope isn't the only setback.
Sinister sins are now ready for attack.
I see two slabs of walls inclined perpendicular to each other, suspended in space. No ceiling, no floor; no light no darkness; nothing below, nothing beyond - just this piece of existence in the depths of my vision. The wall is monochromatic - an evenly painted - dark as well as luminous, stark as well as gloomy - shimmering as the ultramarine sea, secluded as the azure sky, pure as sapphire - The brightest, deepest, most prominent shade of Cobalt Blue. At the centre where the two walls meet to form the corner I see your tall form...you are seated hugging your knees. Your face is buried in the shadows of abysmal desolateness. Your eyes are resplendent with tears... the lovely brown decaffeinated into a translucent hazel... You are wearing a pair of blue jeans and a plain, white un-tucked shirt. Your frizzy hair is tousled and your glasses lie off-centre... I emerge from the depths of nothingness... My eyes meet yours and you smile faintly...I feel pained and anguished to see you in loneliness... Feeling the desire to hold and comfort you, I move towards you...
Red, Black and Blue...
Sex and desire of every hue.
Buried lovers emerge anew.
Dark passions blur my view.
Where should I hide?I've no clue!
You and I are together...The walls are slowly stained with blood... like paint, the red blood of my body covers the walls...As we come closer to each other the colour deepens...from its rosy hue to flaming ruby! I slip my fingers into yours and hold you close to me. You run your fingers on my back and embrace me tightly...We feel each other's warmth for what seems like eternity! I caress your hair and you hold my face in your hands... I look deep into your eyes and we come so close that all we can feel is each other's breath. You feel the desire to kiss me,so you slightly brush your lips against mine...Exactly at that moment, even before we are fully aware of what we are doing, a flash of liquid light, white and blinding, interrupts us and we are detatched eternally!
Black, Blue and Red...
I hear desperate wails in my head.
Distorted dreams blot my bed.
Frozen tears I incessantly shed.
Woe! I'm perpetually dead...
I see myself... I am sitting huddled in the corner... exactly at the place where you were seated. The walls are now charred Black...it appears like burnt wood-dilapidated and ruined to the core! I see absurd, frenzied shadows of unidentifiable forms on the walls... these shadows are desperately trying to run away...from what?I am unaware of! They all are lamenting, wailing in agony and pain... they all seem restless, frantic and absorbed in a stupor of frenzy. Their cacphony is tormenting! Agitated, I try looking down and see mutilated hands of different men pointing their fingers at me. I hear sounds of laughter, ridicule and insults; people mocking fun at me! I cover my ears with the palm of my hands but as I do so, the noise grows louder! I look at the hands and try recognizing them...Among these hands I am horrified to find yours! I can even hear your voice along with the others! Harrassed and in utter disbelief, I tear off my clothes. A glass coffin emerges from oblivion and encloses me within itself... In complete brutality and heartlessness, I rip open my breast... I take out my bleeding heart and hold it in my hands. My heart is nothing but a grotesque, malformed amalgation of blood and flesh... shapeless and broken like a mirror into a thousand shards! The noises and shadows fade from the walls and is replaced by my own shadow... The bizarre semblance of hands disappear as well... All that is visible now, is my shadow on the wall, content and happy...I can also see my bloodied dead body, with its heart ripped apart. I hear a calm voice from afar...it sounds like a hymn, a chant, a prayer, a blessing! It says, ''I'll always be there for you, Don't worry Anukriti''...I recognize it...it seems like a lullaby soothing me into an endless sleep... At last I am happy and satisfied...for I am dead!A smile lingers over my face, and my body remains entombed in the glass coffin forever!
Saturday, 16 May 2009
Black Blood
[Photograph taken by Anukriti(Me)...highlights a shadowy blood stained hand(my own) seeking justice in its blurred reality.]
The abyss of my melancholic mind,Has eyes created to be perpetually blind!
Festered in this is, an inconsolable individual's soul.
That breaks and beholds the blurred vision of a goal!
And yet am I supposed to belong to this place?
My language is lost, my happiness is entombed as dead!
The colour of my blood is indeed black!It can never be red!
