Love-birds
often build castles
of dreams built on glasses.
Such castles of dream
are likely to get shattered
leading to despair,
frustration, even suicides.
Once
two love-birds
were sitting on a
concrete bench in a park
facing the sea
and enjoying the sight of sun like a red circle
surrounded by ‘red ink’ spread all over
while the red-hot sun had turned
into a red disc
in the western horizon
just before taking a dip in the sea.
The love-birds after watching the
Sun going down for a dip
with gnawing pain,
as usual
apparently for no reason
both entered into a squabble
and the male-bird
in a fit of rage
held her hand with
dozens of colourful
glass bangles embellishing
both her hands
adding colour to her beauty.
On the spur of the moment
his anger grew
and with anger boiling
in his blood-stream
he pressed her hand
which was beautified
with the colourful bangles.
The bangles broke into pieces
as a result the
male bird’s inner palm too
got injured.
Seeing blood oozing profusely
from his inner palm
the female bird broke
into a wild scream, ‘oh my dear’
Forgetting the bitter moments
she got up
tore her shawl and with tears
flowing down her face
like a stream
tried to wipe away the
blood oozing out
like water springs
rising up in a well.
It was her mind
that bled for her beloved
it was the inner palm
and mind of the
male-bird that were bleeding with a guilty consciousness
haunting him.
Dreams of glass castles
are like that,
it could get shattered easily
on silly grounds.
Unfortunately, love-birds always build dream-castles
with glasses
with a foolish belief
that they won’t break
and fall into pieces ever.
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