Sunday 9 November 2014

Meet the Students #3

Hi! I'm Rabiya.
I''m a budding writer and I write about nature, friends, life and various other elements of life on which my brain can have its hold. Everyone can relate to how annoying it is when you're struggling to recall all those ideas and thoughts that just flooded your mind last night, but seem to have taken wings and flown away. You are not able to gather even one-fourth of them!
It's almost half as annoying as the moment when something critical is going to happen in a horror movie you are watching and the commercial suddenly breaks in.
Anyway. Enough ranting.
You can see more of my work on my blog: www.dewdropsinmyhand.blogspot.in
Here is one of my poems:
                                                                  Eternal Silence
                                                                                   
Crouched with fear, eyes flooded with tears.
Eclipsed with silence beneath the shroud,
Yet worse, some rest exhibited on the red, stained ground.
Uncovered,Unmasked
Their wounds mutely speak, begging for their graves to be dug,
But silenced by the incessant sound of a gunshot,
Heard even with the earmuffs on.

The white, that as serene as the mountains in winter,
Was festooned with their blood.
Yelps of helplessness,
Yelps of pain,
Heard one from the innocent child, whose eyes
As they dreaded the eternal loss,
Yearning for death as they believe, the silence of death to be,
Still better, than the silence caused by the pain,
Of being bitten by the cold,orphaned, all alone.

And she,who had thought to be fortunate to have found,
The one whom she loved dearly,
To whom belonged her destiny.
Proved wrong, now jinxed as she thought she was,
As he was cut before her eyes, his blood stained the white snow.
Her heart, that was pounding too fast,
Abruptly did it get tired, but why,
She kneeled, shivering, could do nothing but cry.
For whatever did god give above,
Was snatched savagely from her,
Given to her by her love.

And they, who sat in a corner so still,
Their lips moved constantly in inaudible prayer,
"Hope for life, Hope for all." as gasped one of them,
Was interrupted by a sudden bullet,
That penetrated right through his chest.
Said the other, sadly happy, who too was just shot,
"Alas! No more pain, No more suffering, We all can forever rest."

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