Pearls in a string........

Where was I when the walls around,
came crashing?I stood astound!
In the middle of tranquility,
died my humanity,
I stood dumb found,
looked at hands that were bound.

I was the puppet, who the puppet master,
used to the hilt and trashed in the cannister.
I had vision which lost the sight,
it was in a gory plight,
I realized how futile I was to administer.

Was that me who learned to speak,
the right from wrong, to stand by the weak?
Then why my voice feels strangulated?
My conscience so rusticated!
I succumb to Satan, in meek.

But as I sank and sank, I felt latent.
Suddenly the small child in me rose in potent;
Ready to shake me, make me rumble....
I solemnly vowed, refusing to tumble,
Standing sublime to equate the quotient.

I am ready to abide,
I am ready to stride,
I want to bring the heaven on earth!
Where there is no tear,
where rightful souls know not fear,
Where every mortal is surrounded with mirth.


We often miss the bus.....

One day I saw a new face in the crowd,
There was something in those eyes, that made me spell bound;
It was the 9 o clock local that every day I took,
She would be in the same train, reading her book.

Days passed with no exchange between us,
We got off the train and took different bus.
All of a sudden one fine day,
I did not see her in the usual way.

I waited and waited but time flew by,
I realized I missed her, I wondered why?
The regret of not making an effort to know,
Who is she, where she lives, where did she go?

Finally as time erases, I too forgot her,
I moved on in life and went away too far.
One fateful day, the headlines screamed of cowerdice,
It was the insane act of terror that the wayward human strike.

The innocent victims lay in pile, someone taking names,
There were waste of human life, what an act of shame.
Amisdt the list of lives, who will not breath ever,
I froze! it was the name less bright eyed girl, gone forever.......