Friday, April 22, 2011

A Soundless Cry Of Sorrow

Insensitive of what happened,
she sat by the road. Her head
bend low, nursing the wounds from
the beast of a society. She sat by
the road, reflecting on the happiness
of a lost and forgotten past.

The bloody vampires and the handsome
devils, all too treated her the same.
Tormented her body for that transient
joy and threw out what was left
into this ugly zoned society.

Neither the crucifying pain nor the
harsh beatings hurts her. But,
the mental strain she faces,
tears her apart into a million pieces.

The lust of love, the mad blindness
lured her out of that warm, caring
life. For he lured her into this
world of dirt and brutes and
left her alone with no way out.

As she now sat by the road,
beaten, broken and humiliated,
the world seemed a vicious animal
clawing at every innocent life.

Lost out in this dark world,
without even a single ray of hope,
she wept by the road.
And two drop of tears, fell like
a curse onto this dark dirty world
from her wet beautiful eyes that
once, used to smile….