The Other Side!

The curiosity to know, what's on the other side!

I guess, the words haven't stopped tumbling out of my pen nib :-p
So,here's what they and my mind made me write, again. Hope you'll like it.

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Drenched in silence
Lost in the thoughts
I don't know who I'm anymore;
Like a land unrecognizable, after a drought!!

Lost the senses
Like a dead man in a box;
I could still feel that dread 
The dread of being held by the locks...

He said;I sighed.
For his lone.
The rhapsody so sad,
The lament forlorn.

I wondered :
How did it happen?
How was it so?
For a man so cheerful and witty
Ending up being sad and schmo...

So,it happens
As he told:
I'll tell the story;
Let it unfold ...

While I was young ;
When my blood was warm
I served for the country
For its wealth and calm.
One day,while the sun worked his charm ..
I saw the flickering over the hedge
At the corner of the farm

We had camped,waiting for the enemy...
We suspected one.
When we saw the flicker,
We swore, we wouldn't let him run.

"It was civil war,you see,"
"Rage and freedom were our friends."
But,when I think of it now;
My madness hardly knows any fence.

Woke up my fellow chums
Who readied their guns
"We are here,"
I said at the hedge,"Not there, dunce!"

I suspected enemy
A skilled,suicidal beast.
Otherwise, why would one even come close,
This close to camp, atleast.

The movement got wilder
The flash turned bright.
I thought it was gunshot,
"Bam",I shot in response and the gun recoiled.

I was confused!

Why did the bastard,
wanted himself to be dead?
Did he think it was better,
than fighting his fellow countrymen,instead.

I approached the body,
Saw it had no uniform,no gun.
Flipped it, expecting to see a man;
That deadbody,wearing mask of pun.

Turned out,it was a kid from south,
Who had lost a bet to the punks.
Turned out, what he had to do was :
Flicker the light, so he could gain his chunk.

"Forget it mate,"said one,to me.
But,I was too disturbed,to.listen to him.
We went to do the other things then.
My conscience was still guilty



Now:
Watching myself in mirror
To see what others see of me
I find myself unfamiliar
For,the half I've seen and other,unseen.



Immersed in a kind of awe.
Good or bad.
I'm still confused!

-Praveen Bhat.