LOPAMUDRA
MISHRA
LIVING UNDER THE REALM OF FEAR
Today the news article cold my
feet,
murder of elderly couple grapple my
tears,
Unconsciously I started dreaming me
in their place with fear,...
Elders advised for my precautionary
bolts,
but my thunderous mind questions
with rear,
Television clippings display the
chilling story,
my heart sank in flurry,
The oldies killed for wealth with
out the presence of their dearly dear,
Is society so unsafe for us that
we have to question our trust and faith
for one with whom we cheers?
In this individualistic world
surrounded with masks lingers fear,
Terrorists attack the innocents
without a hint,
blood smeared,
News headlines say the city under
the terrorist scanner,
myself wonder why this banner?
Again I fear,
How long we have live in this state
,eyes gripped with terror of fear,
Heart revolts, but lips silent, the
thunder of my mind searched for pen ink to clear,
Friends we want to live in cheers
,didn't fear snatch our cheers?
CHILL MORNING
Sky dry n clear with cool air,
Draped in wool i avoid the chill
sphere,
The clock hardly betrays its alarm
time,
now it buzzed to alert me for my
daily chime,...
Morning is more dark with its
coloured vine,
My heart sank and then again crept
to blanket fine,
The softness of fur hold me to
sleep a little while.
Again the snoozed alarm rang that
shook my spine,
Tussled myself to scrape from warm
blanket's grip,
Then found the tender little
fingers grip holding me tight n weep,
Immediately i cuddled my child to
tight embrace for a peaceful sleep,
My warm coat is enough for her
relief,
Parents' shed is what a child need
more whether it is hot or cold,
Millions are departed from this
privileged, sympathetic hearts can be a vintage.
In this vineyard our emotions are
same ,love for child is always a gain,
As their innocent hearts bear no
tangled chain,
Morning hours run fast ,thinking so
I dragged out with mourning heart,
Today's morning the chilling news
of gunfire shook my realm,
Morning gave a .shocking wave that
waived the cool air from the graze,
The terror filled heart of mine
dragged myself to bed to see my darling fine.
The cold morning trembled me
within, prayers for everyone's wellbeing.
Lopamudra Mishra
INDIA
Nice poems...congratulations!
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