A Rebel in Love

Silence galore….
In a chaste ridden testament
I hear the deafening shriek of a pharaoh

If only the devil within
Could be the devil without
May be I’ll appreciate then
The lilies that sprout
In your secret garden
That remains for me forbidden.
All one cares is a smile
That perhaps for a while
Will give a break
From this soporific life,
From the unceasing karma,
From the drudgery we huff ‘n’ puff
And in a strange twist
Call off this karmic bluff.

Darkness galore….
In stories scribed on parchments
I see the falsity in which men wallow

© Dan Husain
3rd February 2002