Murder Scene

a slash of knife across the neck,
like a flash of lightning,
a deep gash is formed,
and dark liquid trickled down,

he drops the knife, in surprise,
not realizing,
what he could do in anger,
and blinding fury,


the body lay motionless,
eyes vacant, unmoving,
and her body lay sprawled,
in a way it would not, had she been alive,


he wept at the sight,
wailing and bawling,
like a child in need of milk,
for he had murdered the one he loves,


for hours he sat by the corpse,
which by the minute, grew colder,
while he regretted the argument they had,
where he got mad at her and slashed her cruelly,

then sanity came back to him,
he must get rid of the body,
He would not be caught,
no, he has much to lose,

He dragged her to the back,
trying hard not to bump her neck,
blood trailed the path he dragged,
he must wash it before he left,

out in the woods, he stood,
panting,
the moon was covered by clouds,
and a slow thunder rumbled,

a drop of rain fell,
and turned into torrents,
grateful for it, he felt,
for the rain will wash away the dark blood,
of the ground and his hands,

there he buried her,
in an unmarked grave,
not saying a prayer to grant her peace,
he fled from there,

back home, of the run,
he turned on the tap, to wash his hands,
try as he might, the stain never washed off,
he scrubbed and scrubbed,
furiously he scrubbed,
but he could still see her blood on his hands,

for years he had been washing his hand,
for though the blood has gone,
he doesn't know that,
his guilt had made him insane,
and could seek no salvation
for what he has done.

Torn Apart

a thousand miles separates us,
feels like i'll never meet you,
a hope that seems so dim,
it might flicker of any moment,

across the rivers, and the seas,
I'd proclaim my love to you,
May it be heard by the trees,
Where my love, everyday grew,

Thoughtless i may seem to others,
but no one understands,
my love like i do,
you don't too,
you don't even know i exist,
I'm nothing but a bug,
no, not even a bug,
i'm an insignificant bacteria,
to a life that you lead,

i can't move forward,
my hands are tied to a pole,
my feet are staked to the ground,
it hurts, oh so much,
but the pain isn't visible,
it's deep inside,

where my heart cries in agony,
and writhes in pain,
where it bleeds with tears,
and lay motionless,

as far as life goes,
i'll keep a light of hope,
if it fades out or dies,
there goes my life.

Rain and Sun

look at the rain falling,
like angels crying in a sad note,
up above us in the heavens,
they sob pitifully,
of sorrows which we know not,

when a lightning strikes,
it seems like the gods are furious,
they lash out their whip,
and cut a scar in the sky,

accompanying it with the roar,
a roar so loud,
we hear nothing above that,
thunderous it sounds,
we cower in fear,

but we are not to be fearful for long,
for the sun-god decides to show,
he let the thunder play long enough,
to bring everyone to their knees,
he knows that the people had been punished enough,
now its time to let them rejoice,

a ray of light bursts through the clouds,
and the people all look up,
hands above their heads,
they smile in joy,
for the light that they have been praying for.

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