mahimamishra

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Miracles wanted!

She saw the bleeding child lying on the floor,

She wanted to scoop him and make sure,

That he survives and makes it back to the world

Alas! a miracle was all that she could afford!

She walked past hurriedly not wanting to be noticed

The gasps for breath,the terrorised eyes were morbid,

She could hear her thumping heart in her jittery head

But she left the child and considered him already dead.

She had a dream, a career to pursue,her parents to be proud

‘We expect you to do well’ her mother’s voice commanding and loud!

Goodness never dies, good people survive, we’ll see a miracle

She noticed a faint smile, a tear in her eye and a starry twinkle.

He’ll be just fine, life in itself is a miracle!!

 

When she heard the rumours and saw the eight year old’s  innocent face

Plastered all over the TV channels, people condemning the human race,

She couldn’t meet her own eye in the bathroom mirror,

Her sobs were stifled, she was shuddering with fear

The bitterest tears are those that cannot be shed,

She could have saved the one who was now declared dead.

She felt the pain of the mother who was spent with crying

Of the Father whose piece of heart she had left dying

You could have done something to save the poor soul

Oh heinous, heartless human you’ll never feel whole!

Mahima Mishra (18.09.17)

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Capable

Cap the ability:that’s the meaning of capable that is doing the rounds these days. So you are capable and have the audacity to believe in yourself? Then you have had it from this world. Yes, not just this, you will be thrust in the face of half baked people who have managed to make the world believe that they are Capable and they are the ones who know it as it should be. They will try their best  to cap all the ability you have, will refrain from mentioning any point that can go in your favour and do their best to land you in the reject list of the sham world they’ve convinced into believing in their capability.

 

via Daily Prompt: Capable


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Someday

via Daily Prompt: Someday

Someday

We’ll walk together, hand in hand

Chasing butterflies, making castles in the sand;

We’ll design our own multi-hued rainbow

We’ll have all the time sans sham or show;

Someday

We’ll live to share our dawns and  dusks,

You’ll listen to my fears, dreams and lusts;

We’ll not prove each other wrong or right

We won’t condescend, won’t judge, scorn,fight;

Someday

It will be like I always dreamt

Far from these maddening crowds;

In your love cocoon I’ll be slept

Waking up in my dreams over seamless clouds!


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RIVER

Bubbling and frothing, smacking and splashing; Rocks and islands,  deserts and highlands I wet them all, I love to fall From over the mountains Into the deep valleys Passing through caverns Into cr…

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RIVER

Bubbling and frothing, smacking and splashing;

Rocks and islands,  deserts and highlands

I wet them all, I love to fall

From over the mountains

Into the deep valleys

Passing through caverns

Into cracks and gullies

I am the river; strong and free

I break all rules of boundary

I belong to you, I belong to thee

But no one can change my destiny

I weave the thread of unity

To choose my path,I’ve liberty

To think of binding me is farcical

Because I am truly international!!

Written on 11.11.07 (New Delhi)