Sunday, October 25, 2009

blACk ShAdoWs


He was sleeping for sure,
when he heard this noise.
It was a cry of a child.
But, it sounded like an echo.

He looked up to check the time.
It was 2:13am sharp.
He got up from his bed, to see who is crying?
But all he saw was heavy rains.

So he went back to bed,
but took him hours to sleep.
Next morning he woke up and came to know,
that his neighbor was dead.

He went for the funeral.
He prayed for peace.
But something was strange in that morning-air.
Something which he never felt before.

He left for home sooner.
and had his dinner early.
and when he went in the basement to fix the bulb.
and there they were.

He felt that he was surrounded.
by few dark shadows.
which moved around him,
as every step he took in fear.

He could not believe his sight.
as they moved without a noise.
and this was for real.
and not just a thought, but fright.

His spine shivered.
with his eyes wide open.
he ran upstairs,
and next thing to see was him running in the snow.

He tried sleeping that night too.
but again, getting disturbed at 2:13am
and  this time he found out who was crying.
which surprisingly turned out to be a black cat, in pain.

Early morning,
he heard his friend's father died.
he could not believe this.
and cursed the rains, coz they are unlucky.

But deep within, he knew that there was something.
or someone, that was warning him.
those dark shadows from the basement,
and  the echoed cry of the cat meant something.

That night,
he went downstairs by himself.
he started questioning the shadows.
and the answer was understood, rather than heard.

Now, he is their friend.
and the Cat doesn't cries any more.
The shadows also stopped disturbing him.
Did God really bless him?

Friday, October 02, 2009

Spotlight



Once upon a time in far far west, John was working late in his theater.
He was upstairs in the light room, listening to Sinatra.
Suddenly, he hears footsteps walking up the stage.
He turns on his spotlight, and focuses that way.

It was a feminine perfection dressed in white.
She covered her face, as the light was too bright.
The music, the stage, and the spotlight,
made her dance, with a reason for the new moonlight.

Her amazing grace, and presence of simplicity,
were like a big stunner for his sight.
Her performance so elegant,
Made up for the hardest work of his night.

John ran downstairs to meet her.
But she had disappeared from there.
He sighed, and started wondering about it.
He knew she was his gonna-be with.

Next night, she came again,
as he turned on the spotlight .
She danced her heart under that light.
But before he could reach her, she was gone.

Who is this girl?
What does she want?
is she some angel?
But a pretty one :)

God sends an angel to every human being.
With a shiny golden box of hope.
It is up to us to neglect gold, and seek for hope...