Decree…!

"What could quench the thirst

Inflicted through the journey

Of seclusion, and mortification

Of being greedy

For a few droplets

Of tear

Mixed with blood

Drawn incoherently, yet

A sedative of rare properties

And grave

Ramifications

That would belie the silence

Left behind

For ages to come

An eerie void

Is bound to appear

At the bottom of

The chaos, and

The screams

(rather a chasm)

Which continues to echo

Through the insubstantial frame

Of utilitarian prison;

Perhaps disguised

As an obligation

Rather than a blunt ignorance,

Constituted solely

For the purpose

Of confining

The cries

Of one

Demanding salvation

Alas!

Sooner or later

The thirst consumes itself

And leaves behind

a trail

of dried blood

and dead teardrops

That leads nowhere, but

To the fear

Dictated upon

the shreds of

very skin

One had attempted

To cut through

And to escape

Perhaps…”

Praveen Parasar

03/04/2018