New Toy

Shining and bouncing

New toy in shivering hands

Smile says it all

This Haiku is shared with Haiku Heights and the Prompt is New.

Forbidden Memories ...

“Mommy mommy” her five and a half year old daughter Sanya is calling  but she is not even looking at her. Priya is not here , lost somewhere deep, deep in her thoughts , thoughts about her past , thoughts about her dreams, Thoughts about her true love which was so pure, so inseparable but now a memory only.

Little Sanya this time pulls her dupatta and at the same time pulls her out of her trails of thoughts. “Mommy Mommy , look here na " . Being in a fit of her memories Priya tries hard to smile "Yes my darling baby, tell me what you want to show mommy "  “Mommy look look , you have got two grey hair on this side” Sanya points out her cute little fingers towards her hair “Mommy r u gettng old”. Another blow of despair hits Priya this time really hard, “M I growing old , but I have not even lived my life properly, the way I wanted always . My dreams were destined to be fulfilled but now” and she again loses herself to her memories.

Priya is a thirty two year old, very well educated lady married to vikram who is posted as a highly paid and respectable manager in a Europe based company and Sanya is their only kid, the only reason for them being still together . A nine year old relation has hit the rocks hard , breathing its last few breaths. Few months more and everything will turn to ashes. Priya has tried everything to save her marriage for the sake of her daughter Sanya but Vikram is as admant as he was nine years back. Nothing seems reversible now.It has to end one day, sooner or later. The day Sanaya leaves for her Bording school in Nainital , Vikram will leave Priya too. She will be left alone with her past and some Forbidden memories.

The Ending

His cold footsteps and bleak efforts said it all. I somehow knew what is it in his mind, what he wants to tell me, the same old thing which I have been hearing for all these years, month after month. This time I was through, I wanted to stop this torture, to him and to myself.

“Samaira, uummm…well aahhh….hope I am not disturbing you, I am here to ask for something …” his words went piercing my heart and my body was numb again, though this has happened several times but every time I or infact my body reacted the same way, begging him to think again and  making him change his mind, but this time I won’t give any effort, I am shattered and tired of crying.

“Sunny you don’t need to say anything, maybe I know and I am finally giving you what you are actually trying to ask for…” I sighed and finally blurted out the words he wanted to listen “I am letting you go” and then I cried insanely in his broad yet cold embrace but for the last time.

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~ from HER ~

~ from HER ~

And, hence, the endless pain ceases,

My wounded bleeding soul now rest in peace,

In a much safer hands and blessed place,

As I sleep in my eternal father’s lap ..

My father shed tears as he saw me struggling,

My mother who cried her tender heart out,

Friends and siblings, who fought on my behalf,

Left with melancholy and burning agony to bear ..

My chapter hence closes, but the book is yet to read,

If the humanity is alive, keep the rest of my kind safe ..

So cynical are my kind, as I breathe my last breath,

Was I only chopped and not their faith been raped?

Make the fiends realize that I too once lived,

I breathed, I felt, I got minced, and then, I died …

To err is the humans trait, and being a girl was my fate ..

Was I wrong in trusting my fellow human?

Being always taught to trust their strength ..

As a brother, a friend, a father and a human ..

They used their strength to tear my body apart,

Sullied my honor, Fed on my flesh, and skinned me alive ..

For the faults, which I'd never ever realize ..

Dismayed I am, and my belief turns vile,

Facets of my misery grew into bleeding wounds,

As few of those ghouls mocked my feeble soul ..

I left for a haven secured from hungry eyes,

Please, keep them safe, who are still alive … Who are still alive ...

A ride of Pleasure

Watery ecstasy raining from your dreamy eyes,

Drenching me as I get hold of you my love, benign

Perfectly filing your delicate curves, intricate angles,

As your velvety pearled skin glides under mine

Burning desires and melting passion,

I crush all under my manly thrust

Heaven is where I dwell at the moment,

Under my sweaty self, our love blossom

Your parting lips, yearning for more,

Savouring you is my only living wish

Reaching your tongue, a tryst hence accedes,

Twisting and twirling, we play a little while

Drinking your liquid love and glossy warmth,

I caress your honey dripped moist skin

Warped am I cupping all our candid emotions,

Mellifluous still remains the love we share

Devouring all the flavours from lips to neck,

Bosom is the search my lips fondly indulge

Melodious sound of your heavy breathe,

Rhythm filled moment makes me crave for more

Small hungry kisses and passionate love bites,

Colouring your cheeks red as you lovingly coy

Urge is melting and so are we with the moment,

Making out with you, my love, maneuver sublime

Curling up all the gaps and spaces between us,

I take you on a ride of delirious pleasure…

Snow

 

 

Cotton magic balls

Freezed heavenly love showers

Warmly melting snow

 

 

 

This Haiku is shared with Haiku Heights and the Prompt is Snow.

 

Vision

Feeling dizzy and my thoughts still lingering to the beautiful yet naughty giggling sound that I heard few hours back.

The sound is so crisp and clear in my stupid little head as if I was there with them, laughing full heartedly, rejoicing the moment, the moment which I am unaware of.

Misty and smoggy was the sight, but I could easily figure out their movements, as they were gracefully twisting and turning their beautifully carved bodies.

Sublime and heavenly were their moves, dancing to the tunes which  neither I have heard before, nor was I able to understand but it was soothing and melodious, no doubt.

All of a sudden while I was lost and my thoughts unconsciously dancing with their feet in rhythm, the spell broke, sight got marred and the dancing angels vanished, leaving me there alone, mesmerized and startled to the magic I witnessed.

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Walking through the Worlds

~ Walking through the Worlds ~

Traces of lost life, so tantalize my mind

Walking through the Worlds, now I realize …

The moments, I have been yearning,

Chasing, following, and adoring

They lie here dead, with my soulless self

Memories left beseeching … and forlorn

As I savoured that were never worth …

Scuffling with the fate and the approaching time

Longing to go back, to the one who once loved

Before I doom, die and perish, unravel my life

Just make me stay … just once … for a while …

Let me acknowledge my snivelling part

As my stained soul lingers to my cold body

Wishing to garner those very, very last breaths …

With nobody around to shed a single tear, or even blame

Hence, wishes and desires are now, just a mug’s game

Penance, grievance, repentance, not mere words

The only indulgence of my weary, bleeding soul …

Masquerading myself to match the world out here

Stepped on to the dreams that freely once swayed …

Weeds I grew, till the air was warm and fresh

Breaths are stale, and weeds are already so dead …

Traces of lost life, so tantalize my mind

Walking through the Worlds, now I realize!

Wish

 

               

     Wish candy smile
Dimpled laughter of child
     Angel sing lullaby..



                   



This Haiku is shared with Haiku Heights and the Prompt is Wishes.

Trial Time..

Hues of orange dripping into the shades of sorrow spread across the horizon, as it woes.

His beloved mother awaits for the sacrifice he once promised, time to pay back and he will be doing it gallantly.

No fear, no worries and no emotions can hold him back now.

His passion and selfless love will be retrieved and his mother will breathe the air of enduring and exuberating joy of freedom.

He lovingly kisses Shimi on her cheek as the colour of fear and loss flushes through her transparent but pale skin, very clear to her that she is losing him forever but no regrets, its her trial time too.

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