Thursday, May 8, 2014

Unleashed Demon

A poem by Rhea Samyal to mark the Day of Remembrance and Reconciliation for Those Who Lost Their Lives during the Second World War

Image from Wikimedia Commons

Saints are forbidden to feel love,
Its disguised how love has made me a saint,
Basking in the divine truth of the world,
Its power to indulge, to sway me away.....

Attachment to my universe becomes a curse,
Questioning your soul to understand my dire need,
In the flames of ice and the burns it gives,
I feel torn between reality and my dreams.....

How can desperation infuse with a sense of belonging?
How can omens decide your path?
Tears cant wash away the sacred sins,
They are a picture of me ,my resentment.....

A manifestation of my fears begin to haunt me,
But my vision seems to be stuck,
Beyond my thick visage of darkness lies a heart,
My demons are holy and I am a saint.....

Untraceable origin with a bequest of faith,
Arouses mystery with a batten of relief,
Since the devil is free and unchained is her heart,
I will unleash my demon , allow it to soar and scar.....

(This is set against the evident backdrop of self restraint and imposition when all that the heart wants to do is break free from the stigmas , ethos and rules laid by people as complex as us. The need to learn through ones own journey and unravel ones own mixed nature of shades of black and white)

Rhea Samyal hails from paradise on earth Jammu and Kashmir and derives her flair for sensitized poetry from the war and conflict that exists amidst ethereal beauty and love. She is a first year law student at the ILS law college , Pune. With the infusion of travel mania in her, Rhea loves to read people, cultures and lifestyles. A lover of animals, music, classics and sitcoms, Rhea always strives to make a difference wherever she can with whatever little means. Her greatest passion is to weave tragedy into words and redefine philanthropy through actions.