One Dead Dusk

One Dead Dusk

That was a beautiful evening

I could share my happiness with all,

Things seemed to be prettier

that moment when I halt…

A wave of thrills crisped me inside…

my soul lightened with craze!

Didn’t think I was going to learn of

The life of a bird in a cage…

My heart was brimming with fear of darkness

When I got things torn apart

But something came back again

there, maybe just to explore the dark.

My mind was filled with chunks

of doubts,

insecurities and disquiets,

though I made decisions to reach out and seek

the grinning truthfulness under the hides.

Imagination was the only assurance

at that moment,

and all that I had;

Still I was hoping for some better conclusions

and some reasons to be glad.

Finally, I stepped out

with fears and flame,

ready to encounter

whatever the future held in my name…

I got pulled into another world.

restraining, later then I realized…

It’s not even the territory I was scared of

but the staircase to my soul’s demise.

I saw the dark shadows

and unkind heathen trails,

my soul started running away from the moment

as my body couldn’t escape.

I stopped, I took a moment, I realized,

that I’ll never stop running from those shadows.

Nobody can see as they crawl under my skin;

The lonely soul, the hurling fear and my pure demise!

This poem is about the night I was groped and molested by a few drunk people where I was expecting nothing to harm me. I asked for help and there were other people around but nobody came up. I fought with all my strength and I managed to slip out because they were drunk otherwise my heart is scared to imagine what could have happened!

-Jyotsna Singh