Sea Of Pain

            

Saga that continued for my life

saga of 'pain' to let burry inside

enormous space with many rooms

haunted in one made me brood.

House that was secured and silky,

turned out as a monster living in it.

House that was filled with numerous known heads,

made me feel alone, too alone, much alone

and became silent, too silent, deafening silent,

to hear the voice of pain, screaming pain.

Girl of ten I was then, too much young to understand,

clearly confused was I, to distinguish,

those lustful, self serving, cynical demands,

of that monster who that all gave me,

were gifts, to sway, with sardonic grins,

"As a remuneration of that sea of pain."

The act, that very very sinful act

made me go green and grey

completely bloodless and drained

when I grew old, old and mature,

mature enough to be conscious,

of that scornful and apprehensive pain.

Absolutely chilled to bone I went of

as "déjà vu" is getting itself true for all,

Knees of me turned to jelly,

mouth went dry and skin crawled

when I witnessed that monster dark above me

dearest uncle he was of mine as kith

who brought me gifts hundred and nine

Accosted I was, but now no more,

mystery of pain has got itself solved,

I will eat the winning dish and not he me,

and then the served defying truth of agony

that will turn my life into a lively life.