Poems by Lily Swarn
Help ! Rape!
They tell her she was being operated for a tumour
Her scared eyes occupying most of her emaciated face
Her pig tails in pitiful disarray
Her spindly arms held close to her drumming heart
The nurses and doctors with their masks
Their green and white attire terrified her
The smell of the operation theatre revolted her
The ache in the small of her back intensified
The blabber around her hammered like a cacophony
As she tried to shut out the horrors of that fateful day
Hopping and skipping on her way
Waylaid by evil forces
Robbed of her childhood
The ten year old who became a mother
After a horrific soul destroying chapter in her tiny life
They talk of psychiatric help for her now
They hide her baby from her now
The headlines scream her pathos now
The screens blare her story like a Panchatantra tale now
While another 12 year old was mauled and maimed
By another horrendous gang of wolves today
Someone help ! It’s Rape !
The rape of innocence
The rape of childhood
Copyright Lily Swarn 19.8.2017
DECODING SWARG AND NARAK
HEAVEN AND HELL
Is Swarg ,the happy hunting ground?
The Elysian Fields, the city of God, the Empyrean?
Is it the hereafter, Abraham’s bosom or Avalon?
Is it the islands of the blessed Valhalla, the celestial city?
Is Heaven a place beyond the sky? The afterlife for those rewarded with goodness?
Where flowers bloom in blissful euphoria? Where Lord Indra presides?
A breather for virtuous souls before reincarnation?
Six heavens above the earth, their beatitude increasing as you ascend?
Or is Heaven a state of existence, where rapture resides?
An experience of supreme happiness, a veritable seventh heaven
The elusive cloud nine that slips away slippery as an eel?
A Shangri -la to some or perhaps the Utopia of the soul?
The mysterious Nirvana? The state of bliss, a literary Arcadia?
A Jannat of our own minds? Where Hoors and Apsaras are not needed?
Where joy swims in an idyllic glow in the oceans of pure Shanti?
Narak on the other hand is Hades,
The burning pits of hell, a realm of suffering and evil
Perpetual fire beneath the earth where wicked thrash and scream
Purgatory, perdition and pandemonium in one
The netherworld, the abode of eternal damnation
Gehenna,Tartarus, Avernus, Acheron
The terrifying raging inferno scaring men into behaving!
Or does all Hell break loose sometimes?
When we might go to hell and back? An experience of great suffering?
An agony like no other? An abyss of horrors that invades our living world
The trauma of anguish that doesn’t let us sleep?
The cauldron of pain that knocks us senseless
Tormenting our souls with restlessness
A waking nightmare that knocks the socks off happiness?
A Hell that we carry in a shabby bundle on our heads
Marring our pretty foreheads with agitated frowns?
The hells of guilt, lies and deceit?
Hells of gigantic girths that never let us be! !
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