It was midnight hours as he laid,
Listening to the clock which just struck twelve,
Rolling over the dirty floor
With ever intense pain,
Bitten by the poisonous sting of darkness!
Life had almost come to a standstill
With loneliness unbound
And his solitary soul cribbed,
Searching for a different path
To hastily turn around.
Hopes and dreams had drowned into oblivion,
Happiness, gleeful expressions departed
As he sensed, himself gradually sinking
Into the deadly venom of the dying earth.
A dark shadow appeared nearby
And he felt the devil moan and cry
Aloud with the news of slow destruction
Of eternal Love and deepest passion,
The trampling of the saplings,
The bloodshed and the anarchy
And the advent of the end of this world!
A small ray of light appeared from nowhere
With the message of rising hope
Amongst the tremors of deadly earthquake
Devastating all around,
Amidst the wild cries of hell’s messengers,
As he prayed in soft whispers,
His quivering dry lips uttered
The blissful chants,
Longing for a new day of life…
Copyright © 2012 Indranil Bhaduri
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