Woes

Life's a chaos,
A twisted clew
With Gordian knots,
Everlasting struggle to untie each knot,
To find happiness,
To find peace,
Each soul trapped in its own woes,
Fighting to break free,
Some cry,
Some scream,
Some even give up,
And some silently bear,
While it is plain and simple,
It is just a case of mind over matter,
If you don't mind, it doesn't matter.......

It is a Long Story.......

"I don't hope meet him ever again in this vicious sansara"!

All that blaming, all that cursing,

The fighting,

The denial,

Agony in her face,

Frustration in him

That turns him to a beast,

And then there is me,

Seated on the floor,

Myself against the bedroom door,

Crying,

For I can hear them,

Each and every word they say,

Endless accusations,
I hear her shouting and cursing,
His ghastly retaliations,
Cries, swearing, more cries;
The battle goes on,
To preserve their egoistic pride,

Prove each others' sanity,
Justify their actions,
On the grounds of collapsed family,
Lost children,
Ashes of forgotten love,
Tears of a child,

Through a decade of torment,
The child lived,
And grew up,
But over the years she had lost her faith,
Gave up her hopes,
Let herself be blindfolded,

I have lost respect,
For all that is eternal and sacred,
For all that is true and pure,
I have never seen the truth,
Never felt the warmth of love,
Never saw lasting relationships,

I saw my mother's struggle,
Her loneliness,
Her diassapointment,
Her strength,
Sacrifices she made,
For her children,

There was a nominal father figure,
Who claimed his relentless love
His commitment,
Towards his family,
Just a sweet lie,
A mere deception,

By now I have learned to be strong,

Not weaken my self,

Not to be decieved,

For love is just a concept

And marriage a contract,

I am just a another victim......