Slow Motion Life, A Retrospect!
Slow motion
life
Like one in
old movies, with dark shades of
Grey, black
and white, no other color, like
Missing the
redness, so does temptation
On the face
of a newly married bride,
Like
one in the midst of city traffic, blowing horn
Noise taking
its toll, an unintentional hurry
To get out
of the crowd, frustration
To put on
the acceleration, fly,
Like one in the streets of a slum
In the
middle of a big and bright city
Looking at it like a Lion, ready to swallow
The doe,
without making any sound
Though,
careless, relaxed poor people
Having round
of gossip over issues
How one
politician fainted while on hunger-strike
How one
superstar had to walk couple of steps
In hot sun
for his fans, must be hard for him, a sigh*
And a baby
sleeping nearby, with dust all over
Unknown of
happenings all around,
Like one in a war-torn city of Afghanistan or Iraq
Where every
next step you put
Could bring
the death, a terrible one
Where
children have forgotten
The meaning
of school and play
Still an
urge to make it better, though
Sitting in a
refugee camp, waiting for milk for her baby
She had a
hope that one day it would get back its glory
Her baby
would be able to roam freely
And the talk
of change would become reality, slowly,
Casanova life
keeps on flirting with us,
Enjoying in
tranquility all over, deluded
We called it
a slow motion life…!
BY:-PRAVEEN PARASAR
DATE: - 17/04/2012
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