The Prey Of The Blind Cruelty

                NESMIYA. P.T (9th J)

A sweet zephyr which entered
Through the open window
Of the train embraced me...
In the cypher of solitude,
The sights of Nature infected
Me a special feeling...
As I immersed in the lovable scenes,
A handicapped stranger
Got in to the train and
Walked towards me...


No, it is not at me
Aimed at the lady who is
Sitting near me..
He is gazing at her...


I squalled when I saw
That tremulous scene...
No, It was just an illusion;
No one had entered the train...


I thought about my friend;
I had lost her in a
Train journey like this...
At the end of the cruel and
Blind deeds of a man
She surrendered to the death.


If she is alive now
She also will be with me
To fight against the
Dirtiest group in this society...


But,
She is remaining only as
A great lapse to the 
Coming generation...