Pain! Hear my death-wish song,
And heal my wails.
Feel my childhood: burn into cinders.
I recall together all my visions.
I ask those visions to piece together:
My lost, forgotten lullabies.

 

Pain! Hush! Keep still.
I hear the sounds of another nature.
H-U-S-H…
May be it is a fairy goddess –
Bringing glimmer with her magic wand!
To my lifeless gaze.

 

Pain! Hear my death-wish song,
And heal my wails.
Feel my childhood: burn into cinders.
I recall together all my dreams.
I ask my dreams to piece together:
My lost, forgotten lullabies.

 

March 2011

                          

Geeta Chhabra