My Home Town

Posted on the 08 August 2012 by Alka Narula @narulaalka
 The fear of losing my wavering hair
my sensuality , my aura
my overwhelming sound
the twinkling eyes , that mischievous smile
 few fractions ,went flying
tossed away from life
cold , frozen on pyre
my body made no sound
Strewn in million pieces
an atom , smaller than splinter
shredded within the ground
left among slumgullion
in a play ground
away from a place
called my home town ;
My passion and my dreams
my accomplishments , what I achieved
my pains , my longings
smothered ,when I lay
with no tears , no feelings
when the rose on my cheeks was all gone ;
Though I don't wish to be there
but if ever you think to reincarnate
and ask me to go back to the world
 the world where I never belonged
I vow , will never fray ,nor crave
will be subtle in my ways
a secret I learnt  in your world
where I have no frowns
but I pray allow me to remember
the secret ways , that I might forget
while u raise another life in a new place
that I shall call my dwelling ground
my home town .
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