Loosing voice

​​The train stopped suddenly.
I heard a loud wail.
In an old female voice.
Is it a brawl?
An old woman blasting someone?
But that wail continued.
Some of my fellow commuters moved away from the window.
A few moved closer.
Why this sudden change of ambience?
I wondered.
I moved towards the window.
Right down there…
A girl is struggling…
Silently.
As if she has lost voice
Probably she is a girl with hearing impairment.
Her body was motionless.
But her face was moving.
I felt hairs stand straight
In a crowd helpless
With a little girl silently struggling for life
With an old lady still wailing
In a gap of a few inches
Between the shanty and the train apartment
I moved back
To see teary eyes
That knew no gender difference

Aubade

Calm and serene is this morning
Calm and quiet we rise
Love,
We crushed down that bond
at last
Be happy
We shall see no more
sunsets and sunrise
Yellow leaves will cease to fall down.

Tell me your dreams

Moon is up above the sky
Deep blue still sky
You are fast asleep
With your hair strewn
Far and wide
Your face is calm and peaceful
You have nothing to worry
You smile in sleep
Tell me,
My love,
Tell me your dreams.