SHE - II

This picture was taken at an old age home located in the premises of the Pashupatinath Temple.

The wrinkled skin
You can read between the lines
Every line has got a story to tell
The story of betrayal
Story of lost hope
Or a story long forgotten.

The grey eyes meet mine
Greetings! Says the toothless grin
A grin that fails to hide the broken dreams
Dreams shattered long,long ago
Shattered away with the life she lived.

SHE

She makes everyone gasp with her presence

flaunting her chocolate brown skin she,

locks her eyes with me

I stay there numb, I do not react 

for she takes some steps towards me,

the butterflies in my tummy 

I can hear them flap their wings.

She passes by me, whispering something in my ear

her words they were, so distorted and unclear

leaving me alone she proceeds towards the door,

she spreads her wings, 
like an angel she is about to fly,

he picks up something from the floor

and points it towards the sky 

SPAT! Balla maris sala cockroach!