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(consequent to a brutal rape my daughter alka died at the age of 19, in the victory tile factory near kochi)

The walls of the sky are broken
The star eyes of time glare at me
...

It has been raining
All over my poremises
All over my soul
all over my imaginations
...

Look at the candle
Which I had lit for you
I have a dream for you
Once I will become a butterfly
...

Why life is so reserved
Why it is shielded from all the blessings
Like a plant inside a black cover
Everyday in day and in night
...

Don’t stare at me
What have you given to me
A heart full of dreams
Without the ingredients to achieve them
...

I can’t tell you right now
What I am feeling
But I can tell you one thing that nothing is going well
I saw a picture yesterday
...

I am walking
I don’t know where I am going
Yet, I am walking
Under the orange sky
...

Today is a stupid day
Since you are away home
Birds were silent today
I want them to be noisy all the time
...

Conroy, for you

This day
A year ago
...

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Victory Tile Factory

(consequent to a brutal rape my daughter alka died at the age of 19, in the victory tile factory near kochi)

The walls of the sky are broken
The star eyes of time glare at me
This is not the real time
This is the dead body of past
The broken wings of earth
started falling
This is an immature hour
Hour between life and death
The farting thunder
lungs of clouds
everything standstill in this moment
your cries are with me
All your wounds in your body
started raining
it falls on all sinners of the world
over infertile buses on earth
over all virgin birds
Have they squeezed your breast
Have they bitten your rose lips
Have they buried your cries inside your mouth
I can't say anything now
a tree full of sorrow has fallen into my mouth
my tongue stuck to the ceiling of the mouth
teeth hijacked my memories
jaws swallowed my words

Alka,
I bury you in my tears
And I stand alone at the junction of all sorrows
Wherever you are
My whispers follow you
All oceans on earth started creeping down into earth
When you died
All flowers on earth had fallen

Alka,
I bury you in my retina
I bury you deep in my soul
And one day you will reborn
From all my ambitions
From all plants on earth
From every dew drop

The molecules of your being
will find it's own way

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