Is that You..?

Wide awake in the middle of the night..
The cold winter breeze still blowing..
Chris continued staring at the ceiling..
Flashes of the events still following..

Laying there silent..
Tears rolling down his cheek,
Sadness one would call it..
..A silence that made him weak.

Her smile that awoke him..
In all those hours of distress,
The liveliness no one else could evoke,
Her every touch, making him restless

His lips curving up a smile,
And an insight a slight more into past..
His life- His Jane..
Their small world..with happiness, so vast!

The caressing.. The cuddling..
The desire and the kisses,
And now, the emptiness all around..
..The agony and the incomplete wishes..

Her long wavy hair..
And her doe-shaped brown eyes..
How they enlightened with his single touch..
..Only love, that he could realize.

Every single morning.. She would wake him with her touch..
Those nocturnal walks on the beach, life had already given him so much..

Even when alone..
She would cherish him day and night..
Looking at his wedding band,
Now, his heart couldn't control the plight..

Getting up from his bed,
Now he sat on the recliner..
Oh.. now came some new memories,
As he saw on the desk, her kohl and eye liner..

How she would take ages..
To get ready for an outing,
He would always have a frown on his face..
A result of the endless waiting..

But that innocent smile on her face..
Would make that frown all gone..
A smile would capture his face again,
..Like after the darkness, a new dawn..

For the umpteenth time..
"I love you"..
But it still wouldn't seem enough..
The words would always be her favorite..
Be life, smooth or rough..

How she used to make everything look easy..
Despite everything being wrong..
Not even an iota of sadness,
Her smile, never gone..

Taking her kohl, in his hands..
He remembered her dreamy eyes..
Every little thing she did,
Would always land him in surprise!

How she would tiptoe into their room,
And hug him from behind..
..In a second,his worries would be all over,
A fresh wind blowing into his mind..

He always knew when she tiptoed..
The wind chimes on the doorstep always making him alert,
But he would just pretend to be surprised,
..Never to make her hurt..

The wind chimes always told him..
That she was behind him,
Breathing in, her irresistible scent..
He would take her in his embrace, in their realm..

Taking her quilt in his hands..
Now a dreadful vision acquired his mind..
A night he wished he could erase forever..
Which made it impossible to survive.

"Happy Anniversary sweetheart"
Only if he knew the phrase held what..
The moments were ending so soon,
Never could he imagine..the happiness could last so short!

"I loved the gift you gave me, Chris"
That sweet red gown..
How he managed to choose the best one for her..
Searching the whole town..

"You look beautiful"
How can you say that Chris?
I haven't yet worn it..
You look beautiful in everything,love..
And with a smile, her face lit..

"But what about my gift?"
Chris, patience is something..
Maybe you should get a bigger red dress next time,
In a few months, my torso would get big..

"You are expecting Jane?"
How his words reflected his elated heart..
A tear made a way out of her eyes..
So perfect was their life and now there was another new chapter to start..

"Now keep the phone fast and come to pick me up"

How he wished, he could fulfil her demand..
To snatch her back from the ultimate's grip..

"Fire in Building 13C.."
"50 choked to death out of smoke"
"Get away.. Get away"
--Was all , that his ears could capture..

"My wife.. Jane.. She's in there"
How he shouted at the top of his voice..
But misery..screams ..sobs and sound of the sirens-was everything that he witnessed;
..Nothing given as per his choice..

And with a grimace..
He hugged her duvet tight..

How she was buried underneath that ground,
Wearing that elegant gown, mixing with her skin-so pale, so white..

Those same brown doe-eyes..
Now never opened to see him..
Neither did her magic touch,
Anymore..awoke him..

Feeling her scent, from her quilt..
He went back to his wedding day..
How he vowed to protect her from everyone..
..But how could he fail, this way?

Her smile still so fresh..
In every cent of his heart,
But that limp body in that grave..
..Why did god make them apart?

Baffled by his questions..
Which had no answer,
He went deep in his trance..
Trying, Trying hard for things to decipher..

With eyes shut tight,
He sank in his new found agony..
.......The wind chimes suddenly rang,
Bringing him out of his prolonged reverie..

The rods kept moving against each other..
Oh, that sound seem so familiar..
So joyous, so divine..
With everything, he was ready to surrender?

"Is that you.. Jane?"
He whispered, with wide eyes..
A gust of cold wind greeted him..
Making his heart thud, and urge to survive..

Taking one step ahead..
He clutched her duvet more closer..
Euphoric he was, but scared too..
..An uncanny feeling, he didn't want to be over..

He could once again feel her fresh scent..
But no voice gave him any reply..
The cold wind continued to blow strong..
And the white satin curtains flew high and high.. ||

-Irene S

Fire and Ice..||

Under the endless sky, complete crimson,
Ways apart from the sphere of the trecherous,
Lured by that mild,timid disguise..
..Heaving the layer of disastrous..

Entering a frenzy, So indefinite..
Darkness Overshadowing..
..The truth you can never hide!

At the aisle of the dreadful end..
The Fire.. And the Firefly..
Melting into the curse of Oblivion..
..The depthness one can't defy.

Toiled by the oceans of bereft..
The tears blinding the eyes,
.. The Fire's flame would still keep rising..
A heartless soul's most awaited prize.

Summoned by the grip of fate..
Love, hate.. or lie,
Sinner- they may say, or Saviour- he may,
..The innocence ,evident in those doe-eyes..

There can't exist a story..
When the fire consumes the firefly in its flame..
Destined, 'twas perhaps,
..Can't exist there ever, any blame-game!

Detach the string of love, no matter what..
..Undeniable conditions, ones that can't make us revert!

Fortunate, unfortunate.. 
you can name it your fancy..
Entwined..or apart..
..Somewhere, never meant to be..

Surrender or take back..
A tide -falling or rise..
..No matter,how strong thy love..
..Fire can never consummate with the Ice..||  


-Irene S

Underneath the Cover of Existence..||

Resonating thoughts at the depth of your mind,
Ye conjure relevant feelings..
Riding through the span of mankind..
Deviating from the profound search of its meaning

In the crossroads of destined misery..
Keeping the door of fortune, ajar
The path so lethal and fearsome-
Yet the desires take you so far..

Underneath the cover of existence,
The truth is so hard to seek..
Everytime thou find thy answer,
..Somehow it becomes will-o'-the-wisp..

Hanging on by a thread..
For the reality to be deciphered,
A trial of joining the broken fragments..
From never ..to Forever.. ||

- Irene S

Parking Lot- 3..

It is way better to be lonesome.. than being in the embrace of a Sinner.. 
                                                                                           - Anonymous




In the busy world..
Of the new era,
Christmas night and lights everywhere..
Yet, working late in the office- a girl named Kserah!

Her sister called her twice..
But she wouldn't listen..
She had to submit the last file,
And for that she had to hasten..

Finally at 11.00 pm,
Her work was all done..
Relaxed now, she departed from the office..
All ready for christmas fun..

With all the gifts..
And packets in her hand,
She reached the parking lot ultimately..
And unlocked her Sedan.

But the next minute,
Her car wouldn't start..
She wanted to be home anyhow..
Else, it would break her sister's heart!

She got out of her car..
And waited for a cab..
Too late, 'twas getting,
She had to do something ASAP.

Suddenly came the security guard..
Out of her office,
Running to help..

He asked worriedly to the helpless lady-
"What's wrong ma'am? You don't look like yourself.."

"My car broke down and I need a cab.. "
Said Kserah to the man..

"Oh! Not a big deal.. Ma'am..
I'll get you a cab, I totally understand.. "

"Thanks a lot.. Mister?"
.."Thomas" - He replied..

Reluctant at first..
She slowly smiled..

"Why don't you wait in that room?
You must be tired.."
"Sure!"  She replied,
"But do get a cab hired!"

In that glass room,
She waited for the man to return..
Twenty minutes had already passed;
Yet, he was nowhere to be found..

And then she found a cab outside..
She shouted for it to stop,
Rushing, she tried to open the door of the room,
But then, 'twas locked..

The cab went away..
But certainly, not her hope..
She took the Fire Exit,
And slipped into the slope..

She found herself in the Parking lot once again..
Her cell showed no network..
With all the gifts still in her hand,
She got a little hyper..

Running in the entire area..
She shouted for help..
Suddenly, the lights went off one by one..
Was she being trapped in some sort of spell?

She was scared..
But she didn't let it show..
She kept running some how,
Until she fell, hurting her toe..

With the little help of her phone's light,
She managed to understand where she was..
'Parking Lot-3,' the board showed..
For a second, her heartbeat paused..

Two murders in last six months,
At this very same P-3;
Her heart raced at an uneven pace..
She just wanted to be free..

She wanted nothing..
But just to be alive,
In this situation of life and death..
Any how, she had to thrive!

Trying to make no sound..
Her phone's light guided her the way..
That is when a man stood in front of her..
Who he was?   - That was hard to say!

Kserah tried to run away..
But it was too late,
He gagged her and she collapsed..
The hands of the clock hit 12, and it was a new date..

She opened her eyes, minutes later..
And found herself in a new white dress,

Sitting on a chair, she was..
Was this the destination of the chase?

How are you doing Kserah?
Someone called her name..
The voice sounded quite familiar..
So much known.. So same..

And there stood Thomas..
Looking at her from near,
"Merry Christmas My Love!
Would you like to have some beer?"

"Why are you doing this?
Just get me outta here.."

"..How can I let that happen dear?
I did so much for this, and now, you need not fear.."

"Every Christmas..Its just me..
Along with my loneliness..
And this time, I wanted a companion with me..
So here you are! My Mistress.."

Startled, she was..
And rage took over her mind,

Within a blink of eye, she made an effort to run away..
But destiny wasn't so kind..

Tied, she was..
With a chain on her feet..
"You can't escape, Kserah,
Stop making futile efforts and let's eat.."

Helpless and coaxed..
She took a bite of the cake..
Tears rolling down her cheek,
... But her own life was at stake!

"Why don't you call up your home? And say that you've got other plans..?"
..Said the man, holding a knife in his hand..
She didn't want to take a chance..

Her fingers dialled the numbers..
While he kept his eyes on her,
With a lump in her throat..
She lied to her sister.

"I love you so much for this."
Said the man, approaching nearer..

She fisted her hands in anger..
..Dying to overcome the terror!

"Let's go for a walk then..
I don't want a Christmas within four walls.."
Said the poor girl, with little confidence..
And Thomas was elated for once and all..

"You would come with me?"
A big smile appeared on his face..
"Yes, why not"- replied she,
"The idea doesn't sound too much out of taste.."

Contended with her statement..
The man wore his black blazer..
Bent down and unlocked the chain on her feet,
Only to be stabbed by his own razor..

With half of the chain still on her feet..
She ran for her life..
Bleeding, the man stood fidgeting..
Survival against him, wasn't going to be rife!

She ran away from the cabin..
Saw a line of network on her phone,
911- her hands automatically typed..
The fright, evident in her tone.

With all the efforts, she managed to say..
.. Where she was..
The phone dropped from her hand,
When she saw him standing next to her..

The game of hide and seek began..
As she entered the building..
..Even her mind could answer her doubts..
This wasn't going to be easy and she would be losing!

Just when she thought she had lost it..
Suddenly, came a ray of hope..
She hurriedly entered the Elevator then..
And led herself to the 18th floor.

The 18th Floor came..
And then she went down to the 14th,
Somehow, she had to evade the man..
Even if that meant doing the extremes!

Finally at the midway..
She ceased the elevator..
.. Little did she know,
All this while, her activities were already being monitored!

The cameras in the elevator---
And Thomas could see it all on his screen..
He had to make her come out of there,
..Wasn't as hard as it seemed!

Opening the entrance of the elevator..
From the 20th floor,
Thomas threw the main water pipe towards the stagnant elevator,
For the water to heavily pour..

Drop after Drop..
The elevator was full of gallons of water..
Breathing became difficult for the girl,
She had to surrender!

Searching for the buttons..
She finally restarted the Elevator,
It came down to the Ground Floor..
She splashed out of the water!

Running again like a dying soul..
She was once again back in Parking Lot 3..
She could see the Sheriffs coming,
..It seemed like the Almighty answered her plea!

Another step she took..
And all she could see was a blur,
Darkness all around her............

When Thomas sparked her with his Taser..

Keeping the unconscious girl, in the back of a car..
He went to meet the officers..
No sign of anxiety on his face,
An expert he was.. to maneuver..

"We got a call from here..
A lady needed help" -
Said the Sheriffs to Thomas..
Examining the surroundings themselves..

"Everyone left quite early tonight"-
Replied the man, confidently..
"Who would want to spend Christmas night working?"
He added, a bit sheepishly..

"We will still take a look around.."
Saying, the officers started inspecting..
Thomas didn't panic about his sins at all..
How unfamiliar he seemed to the wrongs of deceiving?

Several minutes later..
The officers were assured,
"Maybe, someone did a prank call on Christmas night"
Everything was safe and secure..

The officers went back..
And the scenario was once again different,
He was so habituated of this play..
Of his pretence of being unknown and innocent!

Coming back to reality..
He went to the back of the car,
Flabbergasted he was not to find her there..
"She couldn't have gone so far.."

And in a fraction of second..
His face turned into a frown,
When he saw her sitting in the driver's seat..
She back-geared the car down!

Throwing him off the edge,
She accelerated her speed..
Difficult it was for her to drive,
Because of that chain still wrapped around her feet..

In the next second she couldn't locate him anywhere..
A headlight flashed at her eyes,
This was happening for real..
And it wasn't any nightmare!

Facing her in the opposite car..
He sat gazing at his prey..
Nothing else mattered to her ,now..
But just the 'survival' way..

Gearing up for the battle..
Both the cars approached each other..

In that Parking Lot-3..
Life and Death.. was Now or Never!

Playing a game of twirls and turns..
Kserah could no longer feel herself,
Screeching the brakes to control the car..
But she couldn't help..

Hitting the pillar, her car halted..
And she rested bleeding on the steering wheel..

Thomas could see who the winner was,
Finally,'twas the end of the deal..

Taking slow footsteps..
He finally got near the car,
Only to witness the dead soul..
..Covered with blood and marks..

Coming forward towards her..
He finally bent to kiss her lips,
That is when a sudden giddiness took over him..
Letting his life rip!

He fell near the car..
And dazed at the girl in wonder..

A taste of his own medicine, she gave him..

She was now standing feet way, with that very same Taser..

Trembling, she took steps back..
..One by one!

..Trying to distance herself from something..
She had to get it done!

Following the trail of petrol falling from the car,
She knew what she had to do..

"You can't do this to me" Said Thomas,
"You know right, I love you.. "

She wasn't herself, any more..
When she finally reached her position..
She let the spark of the Taser fall on the trail,
Somehow, she didn't need any revision..

And in a split second..
Everything was burning around,
But nothing could overshadow the burning wrath inside her..

..She finally crashed on the ground..

And then, dawn it was..
A complete new day..
Finally she won the impossible battle,
And found her way..

Shivering in that cold..
She walked on the empty road..
A night that changed her entire life,
Turning her into a warrior with swords!

..And she kept walking ..
With the chain still hanging on her toe;
There was no soul around her in that endless path..
....... Just the falling Snow.. ||

-Irene S

{P.S.- This was a manifestation of my thoughts and my perception based on one of my favorite psycho-thriller movies "P2". So the central theme or plot idea(as you may say) credit goes to them.}

Nothing's Ever Built to Last..||

Traversing the narrow pedestrian bridge..
She stepped ahead into the intriguing dark forest..

Grown apart from the universe she couldn't fathom..
Only to find the place, that could land her aching heart to rest..

Nysa- knew the darkness,
Would never come to halt..
Her feelings so rhapsodic..
..So undetermined by the fall.

Blindfolded.. She was-
With lies and Betrayals..
By her very own people whom she loved more than her life,
So many errors.. and trials!

And in search of her solace..
She finally broke free
Unbinding herself from all the coaxed bonds..
That wouldn't let her be..

In that fearsome journey..
She kept walking the never-ending distance;
Leaving the cruel world behind..
To discover her own..lost existence..

Nothing could stop her now..
Not anymore..
For, none of the things remained at peace
Like it used to..before.

And her feet stopped finally,
In that same journey..
She neared the end this time..
But would it be the end of her agony?

She closed her eyes.. and waited for her solace,
Frightened, yet euphoric.. she thought of the few ways..

As the breeze blew..
She could feel her own scent so close..
A thought occurred to her mind..
Seemingly, the moment just froze..

Nothing is permanent..
In this galaxy, so vast,
So evident ..'twas,
That Nothing's Ever Built to Last..

And then.. She went ahead..
Towards the end of the cliff,
Death- is where she would find her solace-
.. Was her only belief..

In search of a new world..
..Where only Happiness existed,
No pain.. No lies.
..And that is how from this world- She Departed.. ||



-Irene S

The Realm of the Past..||

Drapes on Reality..
Ocean of Memories,
Questions- that aint sanguine..
A chain of Uncertainty!

Rappel down the cliff..
Of truth and discovery..
To uncover those facts,
Which led us to be sorry..

A silence- so rare
Chances over the edge..
Emotions- one cannot unveil;
Even if Love.. or Rage..

Flashes and glimpses..
Changing or stagnant,
Worthy or not worthy,

Still in a state-so rampant!

Connections..or none,
Links- with some..
Victory or Mystery-
From which, one can't run!

And then, there's 'Time'..
Unfolding truth and the coming disaster..
But how to skip that stone in life?
Something.. known as an "Impostor" ?

Right when its right..
The wrong chases you far,
A battle with one's own self..
Then who would win this war?

Exploring our own identity..
The innate idea of mind,
No future.. nor the present..
Just your life..on the rewind..

From what you were..
Till what you are..
Nothing remains constant..

With every passing second,in the clock-
From your own shadow-you get distant!

Where is the similarity?
And where is the parity?
To what you "once" used to be..
What's left there now- Is it hard to see?


In that rapid pace..
Everything goes away so fast..
Nothing prevails at that hour,
Just The Realm of the Past..||



-Irene S

If anything happens to you..Then How can I be..?

In the middle of that catastrophe..
Standing without any hope..

Jonathon thought..
If only he could meet Ana..
One last time,
Before the end was coming near!

Disaster and Misery everywhere..
Walls breaking.. People falling,
An experience-
So deadly and haunting..

A cyclone, so rare..
Leading everyone, no where,
Cries and helplessness..
Nothing to take.. Nothing to share..

Seeing a little girl cry,
Jonathon rushed to save her..
If Ana would have been there..
He thought, he didn't have to suffer!

He couldn't see tears,
In that little soul's eyes..
He placed her safely on the ground,
But everywhere- the destruction was still on a rise!

Everyone running for their lives..
A scenario hard to explain,
He wanted to meet her before the end..
No other desire.. No complain!

Suddenly, he slipped..
At the end of a Precipice..
If anyhow,someone could fulfil-
His one and only dying wish!

His longing knew no bounds..
And the Lord answered his prayer,
He found Ana running towards him,
Approaching him near..

She came closer to him..
Gave him..her hand!
Pulled him with all her strength..
A moment- only a lover could understand..

Jonathon's happiness..
Touched the sky..
She fell on his arms,
A feeling- even she couldn't defy!

I just wanted to meet you,once before I die-
Said Jonathon to her..
I am sorry for making you cry..

You will not die, Jo-
Replied she..
If anything happens to you..
Then how can I- be?

And it seemed..
Like the moment freezed there,
Two bodies,they were..
But, one soul they shared!

And Just then...
A strong wind hit them..
They fell apart,
A sacrifice- with no name..

Everything Collapsed..
Everything Changed..
..Apart from the memories,
Nothing, remained the same..

From the world of darkness,
Came a new ray of light..
Jonathon opened his eyes slowly..
..Everything seemed new- to his sight!

A hospital ward..
With machines all around;
All he could hear-
Was only the instruments' sound..

The doctor enquired-
How he was feeling..
"Good"- he replied..
The pain is slowly healing..

But Doc, where is Ana?
Asked Jonathon with a smile,
Who are you talking about?-
Replied the man, in a while..

"The girl who was with me..
In that same catastrophe.."
I think you've mistaken, Mister,
You were all alone, when you were brought in..

"This is impossible, Sir.."-
Said Jonathon, with confidence..
..Yesterday, a man brought you here..
You were badly hurt..and didn't have any sense..

His world started spinning..
And he didn't know what this meant..
His friends entered the ward..
Seeing them enter, the doctor went!

Jo's mind wasn't working..
Seemed like someone made his heart slash;
That is when his friends said-
"We're sorry, bro.. But Ana passed away two days before.. In a car crash.." ||


-Irene S

Somewhere Beneath the Horizon.. ||

Some where beneath the horizon..

Beyond the reign of the Lord;
Thou art foreseen, my beloved..
Reside.. in the world's apparent sight.

For the Universe to succumb;
In the hands of the nature..
Thou shalt not fear,
'Cause it lies in the love for thee..
Thine life.. Thine love,
And the world doth not land in dismay..

For a moment, in that ray of light..
A second, in that force of wind..
And I close my eyes,
Awaiting the end of the dark tunnel..
Which shall let me make an exit,
From the planet of illusions and hopes..

Then suddenly the course of wind changes..
I make my way out of that powerful trance;
A new light strikes me again..
Bringing back that feeling of self-loathe..
..... I realize I have walked too far,
And now, its just the end of the Road.. ||


- Irene S

The Strange Life of Sara Thomas..(PART 2)

Tales of Sleepless Nights..

The Rhapsody of pain
Is a never ending rhyme,

Its voice a chorus, melodies of gloom
Across tide and time.

Sometimes in longest monologues,
Sometimes in flashes and thrusts
Forgotten sorrows do make you pine.

And warped tunnels of memories not your own
Drown you in grief of loss and crime;
Flooded with froths grizzly and grime
On silent seas,
They turn back the flow of time.

Sara her name, or perhaps not
For she doubted the truth;
Perhaps some twisted godly game
Of fortune played
With flesh and blood of many a name.

Perhaps some trick of a fragmented mind,
That does suffocate in invisible bind.

"Oh there... there... there she is,"
She tosses and turns on sheets
Fair like her;
Drenched in sweat, crumpled and collapsed,
Still real and kind.

Yet not soft pillows, nor the cold
Can steel her mind.

Nightmares so real and savage,
On nights her slumbers do ravage;
Tear her soul to shreds,
And a question haunting her again
Blurred but never fades.

"Who is she? That woman in white,"
Decked in Angel's gown;
A sadness so deep
On her pale face,
Yet Sara can see no frown.

Her face is frozen, pallid and still,
No wrinkle of life or blood;
Her eyes too, aghast and sad,
Locked in a grieving stare;
She sinks to the bottom of waters dark
Lifeless limbs floating and bare.

Night past night, Sara does fight,
She does try to find;
But though she feels the salty sea breeze
With bile of death unkind,
 She knows not the woman of sea
"And yet I knows she's a part of me..."

The vision turns uglier still
With sound of bullets fired;
With scent of gunpowder and blood,
A man falls, shocked and tired.

For a moment she sees
The faint blue eyes,
The sharp curve of nose,
That floating gold hair of his;
And while he falls with lifeless grace,
In silver light it glows.

"No" shrieks the woman in white;
Her shimmering form
Dainty but tight;
Tears are none,
Only terror in those dark eyes,
She has seen the murder of love,
No sound, no calls no cries.

The ocean so large but
Stunned and still;
Beneath a floating boat…

The night a blur to vision then
And fallen, without hope.

The moon does shine,
A creak in its glow;
As clouds cover her face.
The woman in white stoned and lost,
Finds death to embrace.

She sinks in moments,
Gone… Gone and Gone…
Lost and frozen in dark and deep
Grave waters forlorn.

Then the last shadow of night
Comes to life on deck;
The wooden floors scream in anguish,
Heavy steps come to pass on deck.

A pistol in hand,
With none to follow and nowhere to return;
He comes to life on deck.

They say he was handsome once,
With dark hair and pinewood eyes,
Now a hollow face, a tainted soul
he stood alone and unwhole;
Marred by guilt of passion,
A corpse with a heartless hole.

A blink, a wink; a fuzzy haze
And does Sara awake;
Calamities gone leaving marks and stains
Do slander her waking self.

What is it that makes her see,
Images false or real they be,
Night and night again?

What is it that she can hope to gain,
From tales gory and gloomy as such
Or confounding riddles of pain;
That haunt her when the blonde man dies,
Night and night again.

A photo old and by her bed,
Three smiling faces etched in grey,
One her grandmother she never met,
With two men she did befriend.

Yet she loved that antique piece,
Showing the beauty Catherine
And a dark haired Alexander too,
With white haired Shane
Beaming in between.

Sara knew Cathy was young,
When God claimed her life;
But the two men, she did not know,
were with her at that time.

Fate perhaps or lust of men,
twisted the happy grins;
But death arrived hours soon,

On a boat atop the Atlantic,
That drowned beneath the moon.



- Arnab Chakraborty & Irene S

{P.S.- This is a new verse based on my previous poems.. "The Final Showdown CAS(PART 1)" & "The Final Showdown CAS(PART 2)-The Strange Life of Sara Thomas." The continuation is written by Arnab Chakraborty "Tales of Sleepless Nights" on his perception on my story.. :) }

I Miss Missing You.. ||

Drenched in the rain..
Together, we have seen,
Framed in the box called Eternity..
Where we have always been..

The Smiles.. The Euphoria..
And then.. Cries and the Melancholia..

Bygone are the days,
The Spark.. The Highs;
When you enclosed me in a world-

Filled with questions and lies..

Broken Trust..And veiled equations,
So hard to decipher..
Questioning myself always- To that person..
How could I surrender..?

And moments passed..
Some blessed, some cursed!
I begged the Lord..
For the time to reverse.

A second felt like Treasure,
Another- just pain, with no measure..

Time running out like sand,
From my.. fist..
I could see nothing..
In that weather of Mist..

But, where has the pain gone?
Why doesn't it hurt anymore?
I ask myself.. every minute..
Standing alone at the Sea Shore..

The numbness.. The cold,
A feeling- hard to hold..
What have I left behind?
Some words..some feelings untold!

Suddenly,a minute..
The flashes return to me,
But again, something overlaps them
..The way it is ought to be..

I cried.. I tried,
And in every way I was true..
But now I realize, I reached that line..
Where I just "miss".. Missing You.. ||



- Irene S

In that Infinite Cold..

Awake in the infinite cold,
I kept my eyes set on the ceiling..
Playing a mind game with myself,
Some wounds from the past,still on their way of healing..

Suddenly I heard..
A knock on the door,
Who could it be at this hour?
My anxiousness grew more..

I got up silently..
And set the door open..
No one could be seen there,
But I saw something broken

It was nothing grave..
But just the glass of the window..
I closed the door and turned around..
Perhaps I saw someone's shadow..

Stumbling, I rushed upstairs..
And went inside my room,
It felt like something was wrong,
A period of silence and gloom!

I started reading my novel..
To some how distract myself;

Unfortunately, at that hour..
It was..of no help

I played my favorite DVD..
And it felt good to my ears,
That is when it abruptly stopped,
Raising my doubts and fears..

The deadly silence scared me,
And I didn't know what to do..
When I realized there wasn't just me in the room,
But someone else too..

A brunette, she was..
With dark green eyes,
Beautiful indeed..
No question.. No lies

"Hello, Emily! I'm Adrienne... " -

She introduced herself to me..
This wasn't righteous at all,
It was evident and I could see..


She came closer to me..
And suddenly I could see the beauty was all gone..
She had only rage on her face,
I took steps back.. One by One

How did you get in here?-
I asked, before she got near..
"Oh! You opened the door yourself.."
She smirked- " Don't you remember?"

But there wasn't anyone..
I recalled correctly..
She said- "Sometimes, you just need to be sure..
And check Twice , properly.. "

I got restless..
And ran away from there as fast as I could..
Was all this really happening?
I shouldn't believe it.. Or I should?

Suddenly I felt..
I heard something scratch..
It was a message written on the mirror..
Something purely of Revenge and Wrath!

"This is my house..
..Get out of here!"
I couldn't comprehend what it meant..
It wasn't completely clear!

And then I heard the thunder,
..The Power was gone..
It was all dark..
Three hours still remaining, for it to be dawn!

Afraid and panting..
I went downstairs..
Lit up a candle,
Praying for the end of the despair

I stepped forward..
And she held my hand,
I begged her to leave me..
But it was far for her to understand..

I set free from her grip..
And ran into another room..
Doing myself no good,
But just awaiting the doom

Tick! Tock! Tick! Tock!
I could hear the clock ticking..
With every second passing..
I could feel the end coming

The wall of the room cracked..
And she entered once again, in her land..
That is when I noticed,
She had a machette in her hand..

I couldn't escape anywhere..
I was all trapped now,
Only, if there was some way..
I could evade it, some how

She stood right in front of me..
Inches away from my face,
Apocalyptic- that moment seemed,
Death and Disgrace!

She came forward..
Raised her hand with the weapon..
Attacked me with full force,
No pause, No measure..

And suddenly, I opened my eyes..
In that same infinite cold, I lay on my bed..
It seemed I had been there as-it-is, for hours,
Like I never left...

Mom, Dad around me..
I felt like I came out of a Comatose,
"Did you have a bad dream?" - Dad asked,

"Well.. Maybe.. Who knows??"

"Did you like this new house?" -
My parents asked me with a smile..

"Oh! Yes, of course.. Splendid it is!"  -

.. I replied after a while

"Glad you liked it, my dear!
There's one more thing, you would like too.."

"We have got wonderful neighbours.. 
Look, who's here to meet you.."

"She's same age as yours..
And could be your new companion.."

"..Hello Emily!  Howdy?
It's me..... Adrienne.."



-Irene S