Yesternight's Dream

Through the dark abyss I fall, I fall so deep, I fall so low, with a thousand stings am I pricked, nailed and nailed till I sore. Are they stings or words? I cannot really tell possibly words as sharp as poisonous darts, as painful as a thousand scorpion stings that slowly turns the earth into a mushy gore. There I lay I do not know for how long, its damp and dark all around, piercing which comes low sinister sounds, Are they words coming back again to sting? My mutilated body shivers to think. As the sounds grow loud I think I faintly recognize, my mother's voice urging on a plaintive cry. She calls my name,I hear it from below, she comes in search of me, alas! if she only would know, that I have gone far, too far from her to return, the distance separating us impenetrable and stern. The specter of a heart that is left in me longs to reciprocate, to answer those calls of love, it longs to reach out to her, to the arms that have always oozed love. In vain however cause there's no arm left to reach, the maggots have silently worked their way through which. Slowly they rise, they rise to cover me up, in huge numbers they embrace me, my tears and fears, they are my saviour they come to deliver me and relieve me of the stings. Their bites are inviting, it numbs the stinging pain, I rejoice to think its the end. No more stings,no more tears. No more fear of unbearable feelings. Steadily as all grow quiet and numb, and as everlasting slumber to my aid comes, a flash of golden light is what I perceive, that pierces the darkness and a surge of warmth i receive. The warmth seems familiar, the one that i have always longed for, the one that used to fill my dreams, the one that would let me know I am loved and will always be. The warmth shelters me, and before me I see, the form that I had always loved coming close and lifting me. I see his face, the very one that I have always loved, those eyes in which I have searched love for an eternity. only the look in them seems different now, its the one of true love and compassion that I see. Is it another illusion before me, this sudden fear enthralls me and I try to flee. But his hold is strong and he draws me close, and through his eye a silent tear rolls, "I have come to take you"says he, "and together we shall be bonded in love for now and eternity."

A Room with one view.

An evening with nothing to do.So much to be done yet all left undone.Just another evening.The sound of the ceiling fan moving,the sound of the neighbour's utensils clanking against each other,someone coughing somewhere...the same everyday noises and a soul trapped amidst them.A soul that wants to breathe,that wants to fly.Unrestricted and undaunted over endless acres of pure greenery,over miles of the deepest and bluest oceans.Yet chained,chained by thoughts,by memories,by words,by images flashing past...beguling her in her quest of escapism.
What would aid her to escape,she thinks.Lets see...umm...everyday things that helps the common man to forget their small trivialties...A Cigarette?nopes,she doesnt smoke.Joints?Not available.A good book-A coelho or sheldon may be...ahm!An apt choice but currently unavailable within reach.(The blue cover of Linda goodman's Love Signs peeping under the pillow.)Music?Numb or Deset Rose or perhaps Anne's Song may be?Yes finally the best option...the best means of escaping.But escaping what?
Is it the java textbook neatly arranged on the table or the scores of the other textbooks lying at the bookrack ,their contents yet to be explored?Is it the million thoughts waiting to be penned down or the cry of a thousand voices each trying to raise a protest from within?
All are fading,turning murky...all silenced.Silenced by the indignant ceiling fan shamelessly moving in the same pattern...round and round and round...is it trying to create a whirlpool?is it trying to suck up my vitality?thoughts receeding,images diappearing,colours fading,green,blue all melting into a dull grey and here i lay...on my bed listlessly doing nothing.Staring at the ceiling fan,searching for a window,a window to vacate.But vacate what?What was I trying to push through or was I trying to push away something all this while?Through or away...what will it be?Someone is coughing in the distance,I hear utensils clanking in my neighbour's kitchen,the fan moving and me on my bed in a small 12 X 10 feet room.