@writersnetwork this is so unexpected. I didn't know you would gift me with a repost monsieur. To be honest I was going to leave after bidding a short farewell. But you always make it difficult. XD Thank you so so much no matter what I love you. This is home I will always come back.
I find this place idiosyncratic. The clouds chirp blue, the scent of zephyr is sand and the look on dawn's face is crimson. I make my way to the doorway. I open the door and scrutinize. There are five people in the room; excluding me. Each leaf balancing its mosaic of spectacular colours.
"Welcome pawn, we have been waiting for you. Please take your seat" says the one sitting in the middle. His aura narrates a story itself. He doesn't have to physically attend this therapy group session to get healed. He is the king. I curl my lips a bit and nod. Joining them, taking everything in, guardedly.
"Let's start with you pawn." He ordered. He knows I am an nebulous reflection on water. First move always starts with me. I start fidgeting, when all their gazes land on me. I have never been a fan of attention. I have worn a mask for so long that I can't even recognize myself anymore.
/The war can end sooner, if we don't pretend; that there is no difference. We all know you all only matter and I am a mere loner./
This is a game and I shan't put down my walls because when people come close; they see there is nothing, that lies beyond.
"That was wise, quite relatable I must admit you are something else" mocks the rook with a noxious smirk. I clench my fist in acrimony. Relatable? I wish one day he won't live in denial. Knight smiles like licorice I noticed. It twists your guts in red. "Your turn bishop." King orders playing with his wine glass. Bishop's eyes shade to dim, as he says.
//My head is filled with ideas I dare not to say, My words are never taken seriously, for I am only here to bless everyone and pray.//
I am a nobody, and I know it. I take deep breaths and gather my thoughts. To say I am shocked would be an understatement. I am shaking, after his revelation. "You go next my queen" says the king. I look at her face and can't help but notice her forced smile and gritted teeth. She seems sweet and virtuous, but I am well aware of the burden her fragile little shoulders carry.
///You assume I do not wish to be pulled from this thorny grave. It's true I am in love with the one they call terror, but why do you forget; I am a girl who is not so brave.///
Sometimes, I compliment strangers just to reassure myself my words will not crumble like the summer leaves and drift away with the tide. King might be physically stronger, but she is the one who can turn him in. "Well said my queen" he says with a senile grin and continues, "now it's my turn."
////Try and unravel me with gentleness I bet, you will find a naive kid; who never had a childhood. I never craved for the neon orange vest you put on me, I only wish to be in a wonderland away from the bitterness.////
Maybe each passing breath is a toll. I whisper an inaudible 'sorry...' I can't take it anymore. They can't just invite me and drown me in the ocean of remorse. I gather all the stuff and prepare myself to leave. I open the door but knight's voice stops me,
"Going home pawn?" I turn back, smile sheepishly and say, 'no.' I don't have the patience to explain anything to him. I feel lonely in company. Nonetheless, I do know this is home. This is where I shall return one day, 'Going away from it.' And leave.
I've heard the words, "no pain is greater" before. I have witnessed winter shutting the ice cold door on autumn's face. The world is really big, we can't cover the entire distance but we can still walk the distance that counts.
I felt like a computer without an output device A blank face and dried eyes like a deserted premise Trying to let go off the reminisces of every sacrifice I entered my grave witnesseth of humanity's demise
Compassion shed tears as it watched me strive But no one came forward to take me out alive Comes off as even if they had any odds to revive They'd never want to see me conquer and thrive
To disfigure my clitoris, necrophiles were so keen Placating the rage that swelled ever since sixteen They raped my corpse & suck my honour all clean Served on the concrete, I was an exquisite cuisine
My soul stood aside to notice the vengeance I had to pay for my hatred towards their pretence Cackling hard as they all impose a penance As it begged to leave me for the sake of heavens
• It's eventide, so tell me how silly can we get now...
Let's forget to cook the dinner so we could go get some craps from the outside stalls, let's roam around streets and let everythin get blurry
• woo yes ! By a twilight route made for two in which the river bank lies...then I did tell u for a tale by moonlight choping down the last remainant of french wines, perhaps we lay of the sand in silence of a minute or two, gazing at the stars through eyes and Wondering why they sparkles the way they do .
Marriages : ------------------- Yah this is a truth and sad reality of the society we are living in where atleast you marry we are ohk with that
Then who knows how the girl is going to be treated after marriage how she is going to be forced to do labour But cant accept a love / intercaste marriage.
Rape : ---------- Rape cases are seriously accepted in our society Some cases are just suppressed just to keep family respect.
Anyways what happened to that case of MANISHA I guess it has also been suppressed
------------------------ If people mentality towards such beliefs that love marriages dont last long then the society it self shall change ....1st step should be taken by thoughts made by people and then the society changes shall follow
The river that flowed inside me Has now astrayed into tributaries Parallely, flowing beside the arid land Sanity, morality, Decency, ardency_ remain untouched Still floods the chambers of labyrinth Drop by drop, a drizzle frozen by wind Fill the creaks of the parched soil
Each of which leads to an estuary A patch of mist that still longs A pilgrim who follows the ashes faithfully A shepherd that searches a sward A traveller to turn the sand clock Everyone like the drops of water Surmise oasis, a mere land of wonders Forgetting that it is still amid the desert Every stream of zest flows parallely Yet Sanity, morality, Decency, ardency_ remain untouched