"Beauty is truth,
truth beauty,
that is all Ye know on Earth,
that is all Ye need to know..." - John Keats


Monday 21 June 2010

Their Story...

Caressing her daughter and hugging her,
her mother assured that everything was fine...

The sack on her back had gotten lighter,
the weight in her arms lighter,
and pain in her heart not so lucky...

But she smiled,as they had walked a long way.
It had been days since her husband died,
it had been days since she conspired...

They had fled,these desperate lot...
They had come into the forest,green and hot...
They had walked miles,
they had slept not...

For days only rest was an hour under a tree...
Now they were near,
near that fence...
Where freedom lay,was said in a sense...

Noone knew what freedom was like,
for they hadn't met it since a long age...
She wondered what lay beyond that wire,
where every grass was green,
and every stone sapphire...

They slept that day under the bough...
The girl rested on the lap of her mother...

Next morning they set out to see the trench,
that was dug to divide freedom from their stench...
They climbed into the ditch,which meant to divide,
and cut through the fence which was sharp and wide...

They set their tools as they entered freedom,
and rejoiced out there,beyond the stench of ditch...

They sang their triumph in reaching their goal,
but a girl cried aloud amidst their celebration...

And motor van came ahead,to face them on the road...
And down came the guns and knives they had left home...

After fifteen seconds of clamour and clicks,
was left this girl and a few more kids...

The guns and knives took them in,
and left their mothers and fathers,
fallen in the bin...

They took them they said to a land unknown,
and traded their flesh for gold and stone....

This is the story,
of the people who sought him,
who promised to be there,
beyond the fence...

Now I guess,that is what is life...
They did find him,
when they passed, away from sin...
They found him in a pool of crimson ink...
They found him,
the one who called himself in their stories 'freedom'...

© Karthik Adithya Singaraju

1 comment:

theoriasakra said...

u a talented writer buddy!