Friday, June 22, 2012

THIRSTY SOUL…


THIRSTY SOUL…

Thirsty soul
Walking by sea-shore
Looks through the horizon
Infinite water
With a Glimpse of hope
To quench its thirst
Dives through
Deep down
Swallows it all, but
Salt dilutes the blood
Tongue reacts
Spills it all, surprised
It looks to that
Infinite domain
Disappointed, it walks back
To the world, it left deserted,
World, of fading hopes, dead souls
Whose bloods polluted
The river, and
Water became an illusion
Alas! The moment of apocalypse
It thinks for a moment, and a sigh
Sits on the chair
Looks at the table 
That still had a paper, a pen
An ink-pot with last few drops
Lying at the bottom,
Thirsty soul
Once again
Swallows it all,
Licks every last drop, of ink
Mixes with the blood
Nerves twitches
Venom or nectar
Uncertain, it dips the pen
In own heart, and decides
To rewrite the history
Of someone
Once called
Human!

BY: PRAVEEN PARASAR
DATE: 20/06/2012

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