Tuesday, September 16, 2008

'Shaken'

I had bills to pay,
Had a girl to meet
stepped out of work
to the rush in the street
Little did i know
What was in store
Now i lie in a heap
all mangled and sore
They say a bomb exploded
and i am dead now
My girl will wait forever
what happened?how?

6pm news
thats when i heard
u alright honey?
i've been so scared
Am glad ur alive
let me ring the others too
I dont want this day
to carry any sad news

I'm seated here
they picked me off the road
I was supposed to catch a bus
but i dont know if i will anymore
Blood and dust,chaos reigns
Im still trying to guess
if its me or my remains

You called and then i knew
Whats happening? whats going on?
I wonder for a while
but soon fades the sense of alarm
Me and my world has not been struck
Those are still 'others' bodies
They are carrying in the truck

Am just glad I've made it home
My city shook with blasts
A new shape...hatred has adorned
But soon this will be
Another accident, just a memory
How easy it is
Just to be worried about 'my world'
check if its alright
while someone else's crumbles to the earth?

My world, your world..
wonder when it will be ours
Wonder when i will actually feel
The pain in 'our ' scars
wonder when i will look beyond
a colour,a face or a god
Wonder when 'fighting for world peace'
will start to sound odd..

I wonder as I get up
and get back to my feet
I missed the blast..
I wonder what did 'they' achieve?
I'm still alive
Was it not my turn yet?
I wonder as I walk home..
I wonder if 'they' will regret...

2 comments:

Frost said...

very very very nice!i think its one of your best written poems!
i look forward to each new one....

dil hi to hai... said...

I think this catches the essense of a common man who dreams of a day-today life he is not allowed to live by those who are obsessed to be maniacs..