Blood
is still oozing out from the deep slit…
A
sheaved hand,
Few
gapping mouth,
There
was a blast here…
A
duty-bound reporter mutters
Live
on the camera…
Blood
is pouring out…
The
lines have their place
In
each and every copy-
-Of
Julius Caesar…
A
wife has seen the nightmare…
Nothing
new to talk about…
Many
such unheard wives have seen such dreams
Night
after night
Some
before the death of their husbands and children,
Some
after the fatal loss…
Some
like Keats have wondered about the redness…
Some
have just whipped it off
-For
fresh blood to ooze out.
1 comment:
its so emotional and so touching.......touching the heart....... how well you have described yaar.........very nice....good penning and lovely writing......
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