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25 stycznia 2016

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Girija KSK
Girija KSK

When pain gnaws.......

                               
Pain is like a vulture,
which preys on you
with its claws dug deep,
and beaks delve sharp!
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Like enraged sea,
It sweeps forward,
engulfing you
with no hope of rescue!
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Pinned in pain,
You are always alone…..
No arm can caress,
No words bring solace,
No kisses felt!
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Pain is the only reality,
When it corrodes,
Snarls and spreads waves of tremor
all through your Self!
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25 stycznia 2016

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Girija KSK
Girija KSK

A question....

She craves to ask, 
though untimely and totally irrelevant; 
a question –
which only he can answer!

After all these years,
can he identify the name of passion, 
which overpowered him,
When he intervened her lonely dreams
and reigned them for a while?

Thinking back, the word love is just misleading,
Though he was an exponent of love then
Love, he proclaimed, was the thirst of the soul
and the hunger of the heart!
Without which he would perish forever!

She was swept in the tide, 
Only to see his love winging away
into the safe orbit of his family
and to the seclusion of conventions.

If without a word of adieu,
(...)

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25 stycznia 2016

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Girija KSK
Girija KSK

The secret of love

 
The secret of love is love itself…….
as it exudes a fragrance,
however hidden it may be……..!
It gives out as a flicker of light behind the eyes;
a smile suppressed behind the lips;
a caress on your throbbing wound;
a caring word, soothing your woes,
a loving grasp of your finger tight…….
And you cannot miss it, if it is there!
 
I have a strange encounter with love;
its memory still mesmerizes me,
though long years have passed……

After a critical operation
and five days in ventilator,
the moment when my husband recognized me
with swollen eyes, bandaged head
and unsteady words….
I then knew what love is…….
It’s a spring in the heart,
which sometimes wells up in the eyes….
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25 stycznia 2016

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Girija KSK
Girija KSK

A Death

 
 
He just walked away
 at the dead of the night-
leaving a family to grope in the gloom!
It was least convincing to me
Being a girl of seventeen!
I felt a sense of betrayal and the resultant bitterness
As if he had plotted for a secret journey
leaving me behind, as usual!


I couldn’t cry, father’s pet though I was;
Can anyone leave the dear ones
with no parting words…?
But I remember, how shattered my elder brother was,
as he kept wiping frantically my unshed tears,
With tears overflowing his eyes!


We sat near his body, more dead
than the benumbed one…….
But yet the crow’s first caw and the new day break,
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25 stycznia 2016

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Girija KSK
Girija KSK

Solace

This is for those, 
who cherish a spark of sorrow
concealed in their hearts, 
(oft forgotten, as the dire truth of death…) 
which just blazes unaware,
and subsides without any downpour of tears,
or whisk of sighs.

This is for those, 
who at times, feel the pangs of loneliness
-amidst even the supposed closest minds-, 
sadly realizing that each soul has its orbit
and into which no human intruder is allowed……!

This is for those, 
who yet abhor the void between minds
and suffocate in dark deprivation alone ……………!

In deep empathy, let me tell you, my dears,
not to bind hard, with strings of love
to keep the ones who are close to your heart,
as it would be  stretched too  far, 
making your heartstrings bleed! 
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