Sunday 10 April 2016

BLACK DAY


Their hands floated in the air
While bidding good bye to the dear ones
Their lips softly murmured
That soon they will be back
After getting drenched in the drowsy outpour
Of radiant festive galore.

They were moved by the magical chants
Their eyes glittered at sight of their dear deity
They danced to rhythm of drum beats
And get induced by the fierce steps of the oracles.

Finally, at the peak of exhilaration and excitement
There burst thousands of crackers
To ornate the dark ,blue black sky
With many a shining and colourful patterns

But suddenly everything came to standstill
Cries of joy turned into shrilled and numb voices of pain.
The festive charms of the season
Dissolved into the thick layers of black smoke

They cried for help
Scattered into different directions
To find out  an exit door to life
But all their attempts failed.

They failed to keep the promises
Given to their dear ones
Waiting for them in distant lands
As the fate played a cruel game
That sealed their final doom.


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