My child cries
for reasons he knows not
he cries loud.
My child laughs
for reasons he knows not
he laughs loud.
His cry and laugh
do not claim any reason
he being a child.
Day: October 17, 2015
The “M” came with a bounce
on and off it spurted out
with the more and most
along with mild and mystery
beginning with the mind
followed by the loving mother
the “M” gave me a week long work
I did not spend much time on deliberating
as I for one write comes to my mind
put my thoughts in words
go through them on occasions
edit with not so much of a precision
an exercise I do with less pain
if at all, I do a careful check
would have to delete half
so I leave the words to find their fate
they enter the world as soon as they are born
go through the critical evaluation
a travel of great value and readership
hoping one day I would be acknowledged
the “
covered various subjects with skill
It is mysterious
very confusing
unpredictable
unable to delineate
impossible to attribute
clueless and alarming
the happening is frightful
how many adjectives
how much of feelings
I could add and express
the “mystery” makes me shudder
I could find no reason
the night when it took place
signals a shudder and a panic
the sound like thunder
emanated from nowhere
the articles on the table
fell down one by one
the ground seemed to quiver
could hear the footsteps
they came so close
could not see the figure
the door bell rang incessantly
I sat there dazed without a move
my eyes still and my hands frozen
a terrible, horrendous event
turned me into a stone
motionless and terrified
after a few minutes pause
the noise ceased, the ground was firm
the articles got back in place
normalcy resumed.
a”mystery” has come to an end
knew not from where it started
why did it start?
and how did it end up?
unravelled till this day.
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