Monday, June 29, 2020

Odd One Out

Confusion of gender.
The kid was cursed forever.
Neither he or she.
Santosh’s birthday parties? Never.

Schooled until 5th standard.
Santosh caged at home .away
From pupil and friends.
The child with its reflection, did play.

Every passing minute
Of every passing day.
Felt like an eternity.
In a suicidal dungeon , lay!

Santosh was counting down.
Misery transformed into loneliness.
All pilot and astronaut dreams were
Like castles in the air, without happiness.

Virtual reality saved embarrassment.
Working as a ghost writer.
But with decades of harassment.
A rope and a fan, a defeated fighter.

Monday, June 1, 2020

My Sacrifice




Truth from a half-remembered dream
Hearing chuckles with some ice cream.
Eerie fall from the sixth floor.

Margin of error too small at four.
A mistake by the wife
New kid lost by life.

When she didn't notice.
He couldn't not be nice.
Only the devil laughed.

Grinding life from air
All in vain , a dead heir.
Veterans couldn't predict.
End of family, succinct.

Earmarking a change from the court.
Verdict of false guilt.injustice's fort.
Eclectically framed by the morning spouse.
Rejected by society , sorrow was the son of the house.
Yet , mute, he walked away faceless.

Time for prison , ironically full of fearlessness.
He didn't give in to quarrel or demand.
I have to give , give and give, he took this stand.
No hope could be seen.
Gladly he signed, end of the scene.

Alternately he now lived in the highest cloud.
With everything donated, vowed.
And every organ had the touch of the knife.
Yes, death gave birth to life.