Shrieking solemnly in disharmony
Wails darken the church sanctum
Like an opera crescendo
Interlaced with devil drums
Shattered prayers turned
Into ripped angel wings
That stay like velvet remnants
of an opera gown, on a once
opulent church ceiling
A choir solemnly surprised
Singing a last silent note
Easter in hell, Easter in hell
mothers who bit their tongue’s
hold their prayers, as they watched
Blood gushing into pews and aisles
droplets of blood, a river, a river, a river
that drained all venom
that washed all the shards
decorated, dressed flesh
flesh of gutted bodies
into pews and aisles
They were praying
With all of themselves
Attentive to the message
Of resurrection.
As the rocking psychedelic
Madness halted itself
It was noticed
That a beast walked over
a purple slushy ocean
An entire city seething inside
it’s ominously bloated belly
It was also noticed
that the skies became overcast
With millions of butterflies
In myriad colors of rich disdain
They fluttered into the dusk
A waltz of life performed
As grandiose as there ever was one
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Day 21 and 22
Kashiana 
Bad day, great poem…
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Read rabid inplace of rapid
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Frequent acts of killings by rapid bigot beasts are tearing apart the sensitive soul
of the poet.
Rampant madness of misguided elements are vividly reflected by the artists and writers in their creations
Perhaps sanity may return when some divine voice again gives a clarion call of ” sarbat ka Bhalla” and invokes Almighty with the words of Saint fakir Guru Nanak ”
“Ate mar piye kurlani tain ki dard na Aya.” Oh Almighy the humanty is crying due to extreme sufferings inflicted on it by the tyrants , do you not feel their pain oh God?”
But when shall sanity return?
Meanwhile the poet perhaps need to look to the rosier side to give rest to her
Traumatised mind.
God Bless
Papa
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