Liquor

With half filled bottle of liquor he slouched,

on the soft surface of couch.

His somber heart bleak and broken

as his life tosses his fortune's token.

His rheumy eyes full of despair ,

glancing at the mirror in front, unrepaired.

Filling it with reflections of 

his abrasive past and uncertain future.

As his mind struggles to fight 

the power of emotional turmoils,

liquor slowly presides the train of reflections,

and the bitterness of the flowing liquor 

drowns him into the ocean of isolation...

Behind the smile..

She smiles
as if ,
these lips have never been hurt ,
her eyes have never shed tears,
her heart has never ached,

But 
behind the beautiful curve of her lips
she has hidden million stories...

Story of :
Tears,of losing a mate 
who left her for greed.

Fear,of losing her son on 
the war.

Despair,of her soul 
in loneliness.

Agony,of not being loved .

Misery, of being treated like
an outcast.

Burden ,of carrying her alone .


Yet she smiles to live 
with believe in thee,
as if
her mind has never been in delusion,
her voice has never suffered a shiver,
her body has never trembled with fear..