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Sridevi Sep 2010
She was always the darkness's angel.
Pale moonlight envied her ivory skin.
Wild Zephyr delighted in playing with her untamed locks.
Today's the night- she thought
with a child like glee
hugging the stars

Pleasure mingling with ecstasy
she watched it
her pet scorpion
climbing... coursing
the smooth terrains
of her undulated skin
with the dazzled sheen
of a black pearl


With every breath
an anticipating eternity
...her moment finally arrived
as her pet stung her once...
...then twice as she had taught him to...
...on places that bled the most-HER HEART.


...then rushing to HIM-
-lurking in sins' dark shadows...
she locked her lips
tightly with his...


...till the
venom shrouding
...her soul faded...
...leaving her LIBERATED...
Sridevi Sep 2010
Butterfly carcasses
trampled on soft spring time mattress
Clipped wings flutter


in black skies... oozing
with silent screams.Muffled a
tear drop blends


with another acid rain
splashed on a shrieking terrain.


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(Every one minute...a young girl gets molested....has acid splashed on her face...and here I am penning verses about it....sometimes my own helplessness
infuriates me !!!

(A senryu suite combined with a couplet )
Sridevi Sep 2010
Save me
Yes !Save me
from this silence's
incessant lament

Today...
I Leave her to
trace her own path
along meandering streams
that defy logic


I hand her a  pebble or two
to hurl on stagnant ponds
that reek with
rage un-screamed...un-heard

and when she's done...maybe...
I would hug her to my *****

And together we'd write a
nocturne or two


on soft Westward wind..
Sridevi Sep 2010
Now...I could float like...
that playful cloud
over your blue skyway
teasing your senses
with promises of
a sporadic shower
... feeling complete and wholesome
in this brimming femininity.

Or I could be that
capricious breeze
that dries away the
last drop of sweat
on your tired brow
with her moody...
fleeting touch ...yet...
...feeling assured in her passing quirks...

But here I am ...
a tiny spark
in your eye
curling your lips
into an occasional smile

Let me dwell there
this instant...
...and... till all the space
shrouding my mystery
fades into ...
...A HAZY OBLIVION....

— The End —