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The World That I Seek, For Her

The present world is rubbish...

It isn't a world of 5 oceans, 7 continents and 10 scores of nations
NO, ITS NOT...
Its a world ...

..of a million cries, of a billion pains, of a trillion losses,

..of firing guns, of destructive bombs, of endless wars, of uncountable deaths,

..of rampaging streams of hatred, of swelling waves of violence,

..of dark,deep oceans of brutality, of sky-high mountains of injustice,

..of destroyed dreams, of crushed hopes, of stolen fates, of robbed journeys

..of unquenchable greed, of unimaginable cruelty, of indigestible success

..of the blood of innocents, of the crimes of the powerful, of the lust of the blessed

It's a world poor-- in mercy, compassion, trust and warmth
but rich-- in hunger, misery, exploitation and anguish

It's a world of too many poors, of too many vulnerabilities, of too many discriminations,
of too many rusted souls, of too many salivating tongues, of too many devilish actors

It's a divided world, a power-hungry world, a bloodthirsty world, a money-worshipping world, 
a world where humans are dead, only beasts roam ; a world which, in reality, has ceased to be a world

Its garbage, the current world -- its hell
I don't want HER, to breath its air

What will SHE view when she walks around the world?

A Childhood where guns are friends?
An Adolescence rife with oppress?
A Youth hopeless, directionless, dreamless?
A Middle Life brimming with want that's ceaseless?
An Old Age spent in a wait that's endless?

NO! 

I seek a Change...

I Want... A New World... for HER


A New World...

where the chain of brotherhood binds one and all,
..the spirit of humanity is distilled in each soul,
..each lip sings the songs of peace, each heart feels others' pain,
..each hand extends for help, each feet stands up in protest, 
..each reason unmasks deceit, each eye searches for the truth ,
..each tongue rids itself of fear, each voice makes itself heard 

A New World...

where no mouth goes unfed,
..no childhood passes unschooled,
..no evil exist undefeated
..no cleavage remains unsealed


A New World...

where there is no rich, no poor;
where there is no man, no woman;
where there is no white, no black;
where there is no strong, no weak;

where there are only humans, content, peaceful, caring and united
living in a world of ideas, knowledge, discoveries and creations
amidst the 5 oceans, 7 continents and 10 scores of nations

Its this world, A New World, whose light SHE must see... when SHE opens her eyes.

Copyright © Mrinalini Ray | Year Posted 2016



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I Want To Ask God

I want to ask,
hard questions tonight,
For i seek answers,
that are true and right

I do not care about the devil
I long to face the divine, the pure, the final
I want to stare eye to eye, ask, why were
the turns so cruel, the cuts so deep,the blows so fatal,

What? What wrong i did?
Why? Why Were you so livid?


You wanted to crush me, fine! But,why
did you choose to relish in my dissolution?
Why did you want me to hope, to dream? You
should've warned, that rules allowed for deception

You never played it fair, at every corner
you used tricks and charms to hoodwink,
while i marveled at prospects, you bid time
to strike, to finish, to make me sink...

...so deep that even i can't locate myself, now

What? What could those games have meant?
Why? Why did you not take my consent?



Tell me, was i wrong
to chance my fate?
to believe in myself? to see 
the dream less dreamt

Tell me, why did you hid
from me, the writing on the wall?
Why did you curse, that
every jump of mine will result in a fall?

Tell me, Why did you destine my hope
to be shattered like glasses?
Why did you fate my desire
to be reduced to ashes?

Tell me. Why this silence?
So suffocating is this ambience!



Why don't you answer, damn it? Or has
my sorrow, the result of your deeds, numbed you?
Then , imagine, what i go through when
it boils inside me daily, this sorrow, your gift to a chosen few.

Why? Why was i your choice?


Please answer, I want to hear that voice

...that devilish, that sadist, that coarse voice of yours
that which can spell only doom, prophesy only darkness

Give me that darkness,
if you have more to give to me,
i wanna take a plunge into it.
I wanna see how dark can it be.

Copyright © Mrinalini Ray | Year Posted 2016


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