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

(Contd) Everything is Not What It Seems.. (PART 2)

Months passed by..
And things fell back to place;
Yet, a void certainly in My Heart..
Questions running at a high pace.

Sylvia said the Sheriff declared-
Aly had Suicidal tendencies..
Mentally ill, She was..
I was stunned hearing the theories!

A girl so Jovial,
Lively..and Good..
Charging her  with such stuff?

I found it to be very rude!

But it had to be the truth..
For, it was the Sheriff's realm..
Maybe I was wrong with my theories,
As, Everything is not what it seems!

Trying to move on from the Tragedy..
I decided to go to Sylvia's place,
Have a slumber party with her..
Spend some good time- our own ways!

Finally after Ages..
I felt happy about Something,
I went to her place..
It was 6'O clock in the evening..

I couldn't find her anywhere..
I searched the whole house,
Maybe, she went to buy grocery,
I sat on the Couch..!

That is when my eyes saw..
Something, black and Shiny,
I got up and grabbed it..
It was Sylvia's personal Diary!

Opened the first page of it,
And a smile enlightened my Face!

It was filled with mine and her pictures..
I became once again, full of grace..

But the next moment..
A strange thing struck me,
There was Hatred for Aly in all the pages..
...How could this even be?

"What happened Jane?"-
I heard some one say..
I turned around and found-

Sylvia standing with soft drinks, on the tray!

What is the Truth, Syl?
I interrogated her..
She stared at me with confused eyes and said-
What do you mean, My Dear..?

She kept coming closer to me..
And my fears knew no bound,
I never felt this way before..
Whenever Sylvia was around!

What did you do to Aly?
I shouted once again..
"She got what she deserved"-
Replied She, and it started to rain!

The Thunders scared me even more..

And I couldn't believe what was happening!
I wished it was just a Bad Dream,
And soon, it would be ending!

How dare she call you her Best Friend?
When, Only I have that Right?
I was startled to hear those words from the girl,
Whom I always considered,to be my Guide!

I hate You!-

I shouted ..on the Top of my Voice..
I saw her facial expressions change,
As if, She had no choice!

She turned Ferocious..
And approached towards me..
I closed my eyes tight,
Neither to witness..Nor see!

Suddenly, I heard her scream..

And I opened my Eyes,
The Sheriffs were around us..
It was time for her, to pay the price!

I would come back for you-
Saying this she was gone;
My mind knew nothing that moment..
Just some questions..On and On!

"Sylvia poisoned Aly's drink,
And hanged her to die.."-

Said the Sheriff to me,
I stood there stone like statue..
The truth I couldn't deny!

Why did she do that?
I asked the gentleman..
A mental illness she had..
He replied, Lending me a hand!

But, she had no one..
She dealt alone with the Hurdles..

"No, that is where you got it wrong, my dear"
Her family abandoned her,
For, they found she was Homicidal!

Hearing this..
I had no control over my feelings,

I burst into tears..
Now they were hard to keep!

You must recollect yourself..
And go Home safe!-

Said the Sheriff to me..
And I started walking towards the gate..

Dicey and Uncanny..
Is what this Life is..
And Everything is not always..
What it Seems.. ||



-Irene S

Everything is Not What It Seems..(PART 1)

Early that morning..
In the month of September,
Hasten to go to School,
After waking up from a deep Slumber..

I rushed to the Corridor,
To meet Sylvia- My best friend..
She was the only one..In front of whom-
I never had to pretend!

The Topper.. The Gamer,
Good looks..And Glamour..

Sylvia was everything-
Without even any effort to garner!

But a Loner, she was..
Deep inside..
For, she never had a family to love her..
Her tears hard to hide!

So, I was to her-
Everything..
A Sister, A Friend..
Sharing Bracelets and Ear rings!

We would talk for hours,
Without getting tired..
She would always do my Home work..
And the teachers would never get me fired!

One day in School..
Came a new girl from L.A.
Alicia- her name was,
Aly! Much easier to say!

Teacher assigned us a project..
Divided us into groups of Three,
I was happy with the choice..
It was Sylvia, Aly and Me!

Post School, We gathered at my place,
And shared many stories..
So fun, life seemed at this hour,
With no sadness.. No worries!

Sylvia was so happy..
To have found Aly with us;
It felt like we're a perfect Trio..
To talk and discuss!

Victory was all ours,

With an "A" in the project..
We were proud of our Team work,
Thus, we topped in the Subject!

Aly said how grateful she was,
To have found us with her..
I said- We were equally happy,
To have Her, the same manner..

You are my Best Friend-

Said Aly to me..
Hey! Hey! Sylvia replied-
Don't forget to include me..!

We three hugged each other..
And ran into the Ice cream Parlour!
We picked up All of 'em..
Regardless of the flavour!

And the time passed..
We went back to our houses;
A long day it had been..
All fun and noises!

Next Morning, I woke up..
And I couldn't see the Sun,
Cloudy sky and I was late for school..
I had to run..

Mother dropped me There..
And I ran as fast as I could,
Only to witness something,
I hardly understood!

The students gathered in the hall
An assembly was going on..
A condolence ceremony to be precise,
In a moment- all my happiness was gone.

Flabbergasted and Speechless..
I stepped ahead from the line..
"Alicia Jones hanged herself last night"- Said the teacher,
A cold chill, ran down my spine!

Dumbstruck, I was..
After what I heard..
A happy soul she was last night,
I remembered her words..

Sylvia came to me..
And she broke into tears,
We consoled each other..
But couldn't control our fears!

Why would she do it?
I kept asking myself..
All the theories, All the guesses-
Were completely, of no help!

We lost a friend, so close..
Coping up- was a hard try!
Something was certainly missing in the puzzle-
A fact- I couldn't defy.. ||


--------------To be Continued..



-Irene S

So Apart.. So Close.. ||

Under the Branches of that Old Casuarina, 
Where We had our days of happiness..

We were standing like strangers in that pouring rain..
As if, "we" had never been..

No words.. No talks,
And the silence went to grow..
To where it was heading us-
'twas hard to know..

The flashes of the times..
When we held our hands,
And promised to be there..
Through thick and thin..

Only if I knew such a day would come,
And had the future, foreseen..

So apart.. So close;
An ending- He chose..

To him- my feelings didn't matter..
A pool of dreams- to end and shatter!

Understanding our silence..
We turned away from each other..

Did our feelings for one another, really matter?

Choosing different Trajectories-

Which didn't feel fine..
But, still he walked "HIS" path..
And I-   Mine!

Walking miles away from each other..
We headed towards a new life..

But Will these different trajectories,
Really make it easier for us, to survive..?  ||


- Irene S

Night At the Rivers Cottage..

Warm in the month of May that Summer,

Unseasonal Rains, along with Thunder..
Driving my Sedan at the speed of 110;
I crossed Rivers Highway, the next second..

That is when my car crashed,
In the middle of the road..
The board, in front of me read-
"Way ahead is temporarily closed.."

Perplexed, I turned aside..
And saw a ray of light..
"Rivers Cottage"-written there,
It attracted my sight!

Taking my coat,
I headed towards the slope..
Crackling in my mind-
A sense of ray and hope..

A cottage, it claimed to be..
But I saw a crowd of few..
Handing me the keys of the room;
They greeted me- Welcome, Mr. Andrew!

Heading towards Room 160,
I ordered my Wine..
That is when I saw her..
With a face so divine!

Lady in Red..
She looked as sensuous as ever..
I felt like caging her in my heart;
Now and Forever..

Suddenly, the next moment..
She was out of my sight,
I could locate her nowhere..
Neither left..Nor right!

I entered my room,
And closed the door..
Left the tap open-
For the water to pour!

Andrew! -Someone called my name..
And it got me shocked..
How can she be here?
When I kept the door locked!

She came close to me..
And I lost my sanity;
I forgot what mattered to me..
My practicality or her Femininity?

Being as irresistible as ever..
She came more closer to me,
Pulling my face near hers..
She said to me-

"Run away from here"-
Saying this she disappeared..

And trembling, I was..
For,I didn't have any answer..
To my questions and fear!

Running down the staircase,
I approached towards the door..
Chained, I found it was..

And there was blood on the floor..


Stumbling, I turned around..
And saw Mr. Ziano..
The person, who welcomed me here..
Just one hour ago..

Where are you going?
He questioned me..
"Just checking out"- I said to him,
This is not where I'm supposed to be..

Rage on his face..
He told something to me..
You came at your own will,
And no there's no scope of any plea..!

I want to leave-
I repeated again..
He said- "Now when you're one of us,
Then how can you any longer, live in the world of men?"

Stunned, I had my eye sight..
Down on the floor,
Lay there, my corpse..
Covered in Blood and Gore..

I desired for a life...
Full of Love and Endeavor..
But now in this Rivers Cottage,
Remained my soul- Trapped Forever.. ||


-Irene S

{P.S.- This one came out from my love and inquisitiveness for the song "Hotel California" by the legendary band- Eagles! I wish they made a sequel to the song.. which just ends on the note "you can never leave".. So I framed up this one.. with my conception of the plot :) | 

Little Beth..

The clock struck nine..
And she completed her Rhyme..

Her mother clapped..
And she was all smile!

Wearing a red frock..
Elizabeth jumped in joy;

When her mother handed over to her-
A shiny new toy..

O' my little Beth,
Be a little poised-

Said Mother to her,
Disturbed by her noise..

Mother! Mother!
Why do you always shout? -

Asked Little Beth..
Speaking her heart out!

Calm and quiet-

Is how a girl is ought to be..
Because for your entire life..
You won't stay with me!

Hearing her mother, saying this..
Beth had tears in her eyes..and she asked her mother-
To give her a kiss!

O' Mother, I never want to leave you..
Mother said-
This is what exactly I said to MY Mother..
When I was you..

Beth was sleepy,
She fell asleep on Mother's lap..
The woman cuddled Little Beth..
And she too, fell for a nap.. ||



-Irene S

{P.S.- This one is solely dedicated to the beautiful and wonderful bonding that every daughter shares with her mother.. :) }

For, Evan.. You aren't mine||

Up aside a rough road..
I was walking bare foot..
Giving a chance to my mind's questions-
Its results, and it's roots!

Minutes ago what happened..
Kept flashing in my mind..

Seemed like my heart stopped beating;
And it was the end of Time..


I pushed away my life-
My Evan, Far away..
The aftermath, I had to bear..
Only Pain and Dismay..

What could I do?
When his happiness is all what matters..
Being with me would give him nothing..
But only make his dreams shatter!

A good life.. A perfect world..
That is what I chose for him;

A life with no sorrows..
Only happiness, regardless of the interim..


Thou shalt go ahead Evan..
And live thy life..
Forget my memories;
With the passage of time..

And I shalt keep you..
In my heart forever..

I believe- in my life,
I deserved you never!

My love for you shall never die..
And your name in my heart, will always shine..

But You shall live your life, afresh..
For, Evan..You aren't mine ||


- Irene S

My Best Friend- Eva!

Life like a Princess..
House like a Castle..
Misha's life was something..
With no pain.. no hassle..

Silk sheets..Satin ribbons,
Beautiful dolls and tea parties..
With..or Without any reasons!

But despite all this..
She never forgot Eva..
Her best friend, she was..
Although, hard to discover..

"Mother! Eva doesn't like this doll"-
Said Misha with disgrace..
"Alright! Alright! I'll buy her another one.."-
Replied Mother, in a hurry..running down the staircase!

Eva, why do you always wear this pink frock?-
Asked Misha..with a smile..

Eva said- "Pink was a color to cherish.."
Marking words of..Juvenile!

It was Twilight..
And Eva had to rush home..
But Misha urged her to stay,
To play a bit more and roam..

Time went by..
And Misha was all grown up,
With a state of mind..
Comprehending which.. was quite tough..

Eva sat on her bed..
And Misha recited her stories;

Ancient legends and lores..
Some defeats..Some victories!

Mother came in the room..
And Interrogated Misha..
Sweetheart, It's been 10 years now..
But you never introduced us to your best friend, Eva?

She's right here mother,
Can't you see?

The woman didn't know what to say..
For, there was no one else in the room-
Apart from..Her and She..

Misha continued reciting..
Till she fell asleep..
Mother went out of the room,
Her feelings- hard to keep!

At midnight, she could hear..
Some whispers all of a sudden;
Misha was talking on the phone..
Sitting on the window.. near the garden..

Eva- I want you to come tomorrow..
You know how important you are to me..
To share my happiness and sorrow..

Don't worry about Mother..
She's nice..
She won't do anything,
For which She would have to pay a heavy price!

Overhearing her words,
Mother went to another room..
Picked up the phone..
Only to witness the doom!

Devastated, she was..
And nothing felt fine..
There was no one else on the phone..
Just.. Misha on the line..||



-Irene S

{P.S.- Schizophrenia is a tough thing to deal with. Through this one, I just wanted to make people accustomed with the fact that how tragic it gets.. when anyone suffers from this serious mental illness.. I've been always fascinated by people who are schizophrenic.. and only true bondings and support can make them live their life..happily.. which is otherwise impossible, for, they do not have the ability to relate with the real world..and people around..and thus, seclude themselves from the society! }

(Part 2) The Final Showdown..CAS!! (continued)

The Strange Life of Sara Thomas..

Up in the era.. nearing the end of the 20th century,
In the month of November,
A past life's lost glory..

A girl was born..
To decode a quest and query.
About to discover a life,
With no peace..no merry!

Some thoughts always in her mind..
Few innate..

Few- divulging..with the passage of time.


Days passed by..
And her thoughts knew no destination;
For, now they transformed-
Into some uncanny visions..

Haunting her first..
The visions were a curse to her life,
But soon, it became the only thing-
Which could make her thrive!

A woman beneath the ocean..
In a white gown,
Along with a ship wreck..
Under the Atlantic, deep down!

Tried, Sara a lot..
To join these visions' fragments..
But every time she tried-
It always led to disappointment!


Giving up hopes..
She closed her eyes;
Was all this unreal?
Or her own past life..?

Are these haunting visions..in her life- perpetual?

Sara knew deep inside,
The question itself is rhetorical!

Is it the moment without a rhyme?
Or is it Cathy's words?
Taking Sara's situation..
Back in Time...... ||


-Irene S