A Cold Winter Night

A COLD WINTER NIGHT


The place I live , there's no snow 
Its a place, just cold and dry 
I see through my room's window 
All silent people walking by 
All in a hurry to reach somewhere 
Rushing through each other 
Escaping the biting cold 

Outside is so dark and gloomy 
Everything seems so still, so lifeless 
My eyes halt over a stray dog 
Dog, probably is starving, searching for food 
Hoping to get something to eat.. 

Only a lamp post illuminates a part of the street 
An old man sits there underneath 
Every night I see him , the same man 
He is so thin and weak 
He shivers and moans and looks for help 
Haunted and shattered he sits there with in agony
His sleazy rags and rat eyes preclude him from gaining any attention 

Through my window ,I look up to the dark sky 
People, together,make the crowd, 
but their hearts make a bigger hole, darker than the sky above me 
Sky, though dark, still illuminates the universe 
With plethora of stars twinkling 
But human hearts seem like rocks
They forego the emotions and feelings 
Like water runs through sedimentation from those rocks
They are running blindly to reach the horizon 
Which doesn't exist.. 

I go off to sleep with a hope to see the peculiar old stranger again 
And yes I see him again.. 
Through the same window 
On the same street 
Near the same stray dog 
Under the same lamp post 
With one difference 

Now he is too quiet 
He is too calm 
He doesn't move to watch people 
He doesn't move his hands to beg for a penny 
He does'nt share his stale bread with the dog 
He doesn't move at all. 

He, like this cold winter 
Has frozen to death 
I shed some tears of futile regret 
The hope has dwindled away 
His life is gone far away 

I close the curtain in the morning 
Not able to watch a mortal's curtain of life fall 
Now I'm afraid of the window 
It shows me the reality 
I'm afraid of watching the people 
They haunt me 

Its a chapter that has completed
The dawn of a new day 
The dusk of yesterday 
The lump in my throat aches 
My shadow shouts for oxygen 
My heart cries my soul out 
And I stand still, 
Near the window 
Waiting for the winter to end... 

- Ashi 


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