From: India
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Monday, February 12, 2007,12:57 PM
Staring wordlessly into nothingness,
Wondering when will I be freed from this barless prison...
Its raining.
Washing away all hopes and desires,
Of that one last flight..
A Silent quiver of a broken wing.
A silent plea,
Soft, on the face of Death.
I wrote in verse after a long, long time..
I was out of town for a bit and I desperately wanted to get back to Bombay. It seemed like an eternity before I'd get to come back home. While I wrote this, I was essentially morose. Also, the fact that maggots fed on the flesh of my foster mother and my aunt, had disturbed me a great deal. She once used to be a very energetic woman. It was saddening to see such a wasted existence.
Both of the feelings combined and led me to write the above verse.
Wondering when will I be freed from this barless prison...
Its raining.
Washing away all hopes and desires,
Of that one last flight..
A Silent quiver of a broken wing.
A silent plea,
Soft, on the face of Death.
I wrote in verse after a long, long time..
I was out of town for a bit and I desperately wanted to get back to Bombay. It seemed like an eternity before I'd get to come back home. While I wrote this, I was essentially morose. Also, the fact that maggots fed on the flesh of my foster mother and my aunt, had disturbed me a great deal. She once used to be a very energetic woman. It was saddening to see such a wasted existence.
Both of the feelings combined and led me to write the above verse.
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