Life as it comes..

I am dressed in the most bright of colours but if only people could see past that into my dull life I talk loud , impolite - by civilized standards , to sell myself irony, that people don't search for the voice which was silenced long back, when it was raised to protect                                                                                                                                                               myself.. I stand by the road side to be 'picked' by someone years back, the same place from where i purchased my dolls .. I am no man's sister ,wife or daughter I am just a woman who was raised as a lamb for slaughter as I stand, people can notice the gaudy red on my lips but if only they could see the leather marks, more red in colour, on my hips.. I live my dream daily, only when I'm being readied as a bride but tears flow silently as each new day, a new man strips me off my pride I am called a 'shame' to all for c

I have captured your reflection in my dark black kajal, your voice tinkles through my anklets, I have captured your love in the red of my lips, the essence of your smell in my perfume , I have captured your spirit and worn it as my earrings, they sway freely in the light breeze, I have captured your pride in my fierce red kumkum , my veil touches my skin the way you do , I have captured our lovely bond in my ring, your words to me lie as pearls on my neck , I have captured your all in me,      only to surrender my soul to you .............

I wander amidst barren deserts  searching for an oasis of your soul lie on the burning sand under the hot sun     but it is colder than the heat you bring along with your passion I dream that you'll come and quench my thirst with your moist lips      the sun closes its eyes -shy even at the nature of my thoughts stars fall like my falling dreams     the moon rises to throw light on my shadow I embrace it tight imagining it to be you            the desert seems endless                        and so does my journey in your search .... .............

They say I drink to forget my pain      they say I drink to forget your name They say I drink to remember those moments      they say i drink to find some solace They say I drink to forget your scent in it      they say I drink to feel you next to me They say I drink to hear your voice in me ...      and as I sit finishing another drink , all I can hear them say is ,                                                                                           that I drink ......