Forbidden


Speeding ahead at full throttle

ignoring the blinding signals

flashing all over the horizon.

Not minding the howls of restraining wolves

Just moving ahead to hit the spray.

Insanity beckons, freedom snaps its knuckles

Rushing headlong into the falls

Neatly folded chapters flutter in the wind.

Knowing fully that the dash will end on the rocks

Yet powerless to stop the sway.

Gouging out the dormant demons

Pulling the tails of sleeping hounds.

Shaking the foundations of the card pack castle.

Inviting the tornado to tear out the pages bound.

Releasing the lava, packed under layers of dutiful clay.

Challenging the soul, mocking the vacuum

destroying the monotonous calm for ever

Aware that persecution and disgrace stand blocking the way

Will confessions soil the sanctity of the undeclared bond ?

The few forbidden words, will they spring forth today?

©Reena Prasad

published in the anthology “I am a poet” by Xpresspublications (2013)

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The mirage in the desert


 

The faith is lost
Somewhere in the blowing sandstorms of the desert.
Every step erased or covered
Where two pairs of feet had left their prints.
No trace of life
anywhere in the distance
Only the occassional call of a lone bird
signalling an oasis somewhere.

Who were the lucky ones
that found the treasure trove?
I am just a candle flame
awaiting darkness as the gusts of winds blow.
The sands of time are heavy
They leave no relics
Oh, it is just as well

Signs of stirring life underneath
will do no good to them
Those that never touched the hot sands
What does shade mean to them?
If such be a life so lonely
well, never to have been born
Suffering in silence for ever
for no light can penetrate these dust storms.

©Reena Prasad
Published in the poetry anthology ” Change” by Xpress publications.
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