Classroom Musings V

I was recently going through a magazine article regarding the plight of the Godhra riots survivors and the apathy they are still facing in the hands of the administration and society (more so in case of minorities).
Here's my tribute to those who have lost everything in the carnage. Again written in one of those classes where I turn schizophorenic sometimes and break away from the mundane realities of boredom. It comes a little late but nevertheless....

Revisiting Godhra


Walking down the good old lane ,
where I'd been before.
Looking at the black brick house,
standing naked like a whore.
I see no life no aged soul,
for they've all been muted.
The silence colours the courtyard grey ,
all the laughter seems diluted.
Whose fault was it I would not know,
their eyes all seem so pale.
The happiness, the joy are gone things now,
a blanket of gloom prevails.
The air seems heavy with dried up tears,
all I breathe is agony.
Whoever broke that little girl's toy,
will he ever pay for his felony?

Comments

Emotions said…
hmmmm.....another musings...really anice n a sweet one....

all d bst !!
keep writing n keep smiling :-)
invertedmoron said…
@ emotions
Tks :)

@doll
is :( for 'too bad' or 'too sad'?
Smitha said…
heavy stuff..
gud one though!!keep at it..

btw--wat is this whole 'tagging ' thing?? wat am i supposed to write abt??anything i want??
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Arti Honrao said…
I had commented earlier on while I was logged into my friends' account :D

The poetry is a powerful one! Well expressed and a real Masterpiece


GBU
Arti
death said…
Whoever broke that little girl's toy,
will he ever pay for his felony?


heartfelt
Manish said…
It touches the heart deep down... wonderful piece of work...
Anonymous said…
its for both..
doll
invertedmoron said…
@akansha
@smitha
@death
@manish

Thx...thx..:)Glad that atleast sumbody likes my poetry.

@doll
tks for the criticism doll. Will try to improve :)
Anonymous said…
think its awsum..
"The silence colours the courtyard grey"
"The air seems heavy with dried up tears,
all I breathe is agony."..in fact every line is heartbreakingly sad..
incredibly expressd thru words..

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