Ye Meri Hai Kahani ✍️ 🪽

Dank field of lifeless bodies, colored in blood and tears, appeared to be insulting humanity, The smell lingered around the surroundings, engulfing this mysterious universe. The battle field-serene, transparent, painted in livid, A cruel war is not the end of all revenge, but loud mirth of all foe. Some are running down the lane to fetch more arms, Obscuring the peace with noise of musket, rifles, bombs and weapons. Oozing blood from million dead bodies singing lullabies with a sour taste of grief A bruised soul screams out loud for peace. Scavengers flitting from bodies to bodies  like a beast swiftly, smoothly, horrifying;  Aghast! The war destroys the innocence of the universe, injecting poison in the groups Similar veins and blood, creating a brittle wall of hate and disgust. From millions of years Chocking smoke of a wildly insane maze, Achilles, Agamemnon, Odysseus and millions more all suffocated by the thorny clutch of war Still reeking of the world with stale horror. ...

The radio played country music  morning 9. 📻 The song once melodious  Was terrifying now. 🎶 I sat on the floor  Hands on my stomach  Wanting to vomit digust Filled with their memories. The kitchen smelled of  freshly baked bun 🥖 And handpicked roses. Such a beautiful world !🌹 Now the room smells of vomits  And burnt bread.  Rose petals on the floor  all around, Scattered. The tumbler broke With an eerie sound The water spilled 🫗 Intervening with the scattered fresh roses,  Trying to recollect them altogether, Parallel with the memories; Wiping the floor with a pink-white check cotton cloth Collecting the roses in a moon shaped earthen bowl, The aroma matched petrichor- smell of earth during rain. Collecting the unwanted collection. Like once I used to collect myself. I failed. I failed.  I lied down Hating the music on the hammock.🚪 The Hertz were equal to the rhythm of my heart.  As the world of ours is in constant vibration....