tied and torn

pulled between two
yours and theirs
expectations

dies a death
my desire, me
revelations

the red dragon
seers in me its ugly head
now alive now dead

shall i kill you
or myself
the goblin or the elf

nonsense you say
nonsense i say
nonsense it is
let it rule...

bang bang

1st jan 2009
another year
another month
another day
another blast...

5 dead
many injured
many all the more scared

i am scared too...
the bombs ripped through my state today
a place too scarily close to my father's office
almost a whisker's difference

someone might have not been that lucky

some daughter, some son
some family, some one...

it was my state today
tomorrow it might be yours
the day after, some other's

i am tired of this cycle now..
this cycle of fear
this cycle of hatred
the goosebumps that show up every time at the back of my neck when a bearded man passes by
the shiver that runs down my spine when every time someone wishes 'salaam waleikum'
and the guilt that follows each time...

release me..
release me like you did the pigeons in front of taj with each blast that that threatened to deafen my ears
release me like the blood that flowed from all my brethren's veins in gujrat, kandhmal, mumbai, malegaon, guwahati and all the names in the list of your plans
release me like the words that flow all too easily from the mouth of all those who say 'these acts are severely condemned'...

let me be free
let me just die.......