The train left with him.
She was starting alone,
On the platform.
Her eyes were moist,
The heart was racing,
Her fists were trembling.
She was alone.
She was helpless.
She was morose,
Feeling hopeless.
He was slowly fading away.
Speed was picked up.
All she wanted to run away
With him, but
It was not her time yet.
She has to stay more
On the platform.
To wait and wait.
Until she turns grey
To get her ticket.
Author: Oindri_I
The Syrian Father
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This pain is passing to my shoulder.
Sweat is breaking and
Things are getting dark and darker.
You are lying next to me
What a cold look in your eyes!
What are you searching for?
I saw our babies' demise;
Slowly over there.
Like good boys, they didn't cry.
Angels didn't take them away
I don't know who they were;
America, Russia or Assad?
Bombs blinded their visions.
Gas chocked their throats.
They were slaughtered like any goat.
I can hear our crying infant only.
She is hungry maybe.
I am sorry to leave you so early.
I couldn't give you a better place, baby.
I hope that your children won't meet
The same fate as your siblings.
They won't choke their throats
Crying helplessly like you.
They won't live a single day
Gasping hopelessly like you.
They won't have to wait for the next meal
Waiting with uncertainty like you.
I know the Almighty sees everything
And I am going to tell him all of this.
So that the sunrise they will see
It will not be as bloody as today is.
The Bird and The Moon
There was a bird, named Titir was calm one night. It was unusual for her not chirp unnecessarily.
Looking at her, the wind blew, “What happened to you?”
The dewdrop asked, hanging from a leaf, “What happened to you?”
The stars were gazing at her with the same question, “What happened to you?”
Leaving a sigh, she looked at the full moon on the sky. The moon asked her, “Tell me, dear, what happened?”
Titir shed a teardrop and said, “I always wanted to be caged with the chains called love. I fell in love with a tree at first. But he was in love with the river. After that, I flew to the arm of a sage hoping he would love me. He also denied to hold me. Next, I wanted to be by the side of a prince. But he was careless also. Now I want to be free from my desires. I want to challenge myself but I am too afraid to do so. But how can you be so glorious among the stars despite having so many scars?”
Looking at her, the moon smiled. With a loving gaze she said, ” My dear, it’s me who defined my worth. You always wanted to be recognised by others. But I made myself so strong that I never cared for anyone’s recognition. Fly away, my dear. It’s the pain which will make your wings stronger. The danger will make your claws sharper. And surely one day you will find your love who will be there beside you like the Sun always keeps me warm.”
Since that night, the Jungle never saw Titir. Legends say that maybe she found her love, another bird who was there beside her despite many danger because she challenged her wings once.
Moonstruck 