a roadmap of revenge | jdubqca

A soul-stirring, must read piece by John Matthew Waters

we studied together
and recited psalms
years ago
when nobody knew your name

you kept mostly to yourself
reading scripture at night
and eschewing violence
while everyone else
danced beneath artificial lights

when the world fell apart
you slipped through the cracks
resurfacing deep inside a madness
that was nothing short of prophetic

years later I was called before
a makeshift court
forced to testify
how you had solely masterminded
a roadmap of revenge
leading to misery and destruction

what I had witnessed
would make no difference
not as long as you continued
stabbing westward
unseen and unafraid
daring an uncertain world to stop you

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A Thank You note~

Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all others. —Cicero

This is an humble attempt to say THANK YOU to all the people who took out moment from their precious lives to stop over & dwell with me in my little magical world and made more mystical with their presence. The immense affection I received in less than a month is incredible. I always dream of a Mystic world where all of us are an aid to each other, we grow together, learn collectively, lift each other’s spirit,  build each other mutually and spread happiness.I have encountered so many talented & generous souls here that it seems like  my dream world is taking a real shape and it’s simply WOW.

“let’s mend the broken”

Sharing thoughts with each other is like you give and receive gifts at a same time. Your generous, thoughtful, sweet, considerate comments and appreciations have been a driving force to write more, to express openly and to feel more in an high-spirited way.  I’m touched beyond words. 

Thank you All. Much appreciated ~ Kanika ❣️

Pretense: Two Worlds

The Divided Duo

He snaps a picture of food
He prays for all three meals

He throws the waste into dustbin
He has a knack of finding something valuable from that very bin

He’s too confused to choose an outfit
He’s too busy in sewing the ripped parts

His room is a manifestation of affluence and comfort
His one-room-sized home is damp and devoid of essentials

He buys gizmos as necessity to remain updated
He might have to sell his organs to feed the mouths

He falls into loops of sins or virtues, either way doesn’t matter
He restores his faith in God as a bribe to himself

He longs for a deep sound sleep whilst possessing all the riches
He dreams of money to make ends meet

He yearns for a true mortal warmth & compassion
He laughs heartily with nothing to lose

If he is caught he’s on scandal rampage sessions
If caught he’s just a Criminal

He wins even before participating
He loses before he could start

His presence is a bliss
His existence – an abomination

On a day of rendezvous with these two divided worlds, sitting together on a bench – both exhausted from life, both beggars with different insatiate appetite; finally see what a divided world they live in! One world a pretense of comfort, other an attempt of making it.

But God & Coffin could never tell them apart; A human flesh with nothing obligatory.

 

The ‘Umbrella Guy’

Lost in his thoughts
walking down the pavement
That man always dreamed to go far beyond

Tortured by loneliness
Yet exulted with many
When did he become life’s unwanted pawn

Pouring water touched the time
When his merrymaking friend used to smile
kissing away all his troubles as sure as magic wand

Her melting embrace, her twinkling eyes
when lost at the age of six
“Come back, Mom” is all he could say when life had him conned

Precious bond was broken, with it his little heart
running after those shadows
Wish he could turn time around

He forgot to express
even at people’s behest
reminiscing those days when he didn’t require words to respond

With time elapsing, new friends entered life
some betrayed some left in a while
he kept searching into the horizon for something more than a Utility Bond

People said “you’re heartless”
he smiled and move forward
he knew he lost his heart with the person when he got abandoned

Yet he tried to keep them happy
and yet girls question for men being so insensitive
how could he tell them that he had been trying to feel… since long

Falling rain reminded him of everything
those untroubled childhood days of fun
drenched from head to toe act was loved & never once frowned

He hopes to be with someone
being that chirpy boy again
thinks while walking down the pavement,

because this ‘Umbrella Guy’ deserves to be owned