evil shadow

that night I turned and faced her
demanded a clarification
what gets inside her heart
what were her intention.

Why oh why did she
echoed my every movement, step
her ways truly exhausted me
who will like to be copied by ape.

she begged to me with moist eyes
told me she just cant be other way
she has no body, no concrete form
she just have to copy my way.

I felt her pain and allowed her
to copy my each and every action
after all a shadow has to follow
the owner of her body’s destination.

that night I felt someone choking me
soon my soul was hovering by my body
I saw her open her eyes to look at me
it was the shadow who possessed my body.

“Thank you for training me so well.”
she laughed at me with mockery
“I think I will take care of this body.”
her eyes were filled with trickery.

Standing there I realized my fault
I have sealed my own doom
I have been conned by a trickster
an evil have I given a room.

Now I roam in spirit world
while the slave is now the owner
she relishes the things that were mine
by replacing the rightful owner.



Sharmishtha basu
8.1.11

Mad apparition

mad apparition
with mossy ugly fingers
freezes souls to snow

Sharmishtha basu
4.11.10

Aleya

The night was crawling
Moving forward
Tiptoeing toward the dawn
He walked alone.

His path took him through
Woods, fields and marshes
Taking him to home
Where his family waited.

Jackals were howling
Owls screeched
Unknown night creatures
Made ominous sounds.

He walked past a tree
dark, shadowy, gnarled
he felt as if he saw
something in the dark.

Surprised he stopped
And saw a woman
Standing under the tree
Gorgeous as a fairy.

“Will you take me home?
I have lost my path.”
He lost his wit
When he heard that voice.

Eagerly he asked
“Where do you want to go?”
“Right across the marsh.”
“But it is deep and deadly.”

“For those who don’t know path.
I am born and brought up here.
I will show you the way.
Just take me to my home please.”

“I am scared to go alone.”
She led, he followed
Soon the mud reached his thigh
He did not even bothered.

He followed the gorgeous dream.
When the mud reached his neck
He feebly protested once
But by that time it was too late.

Aleya the mysterious lady of marsh
Claimed her next prey
She stalks in the marshland in dark
Trying to lure them to their death.

The well

Silver moon shining above
A soft, white mist rising
From the earth toward sky
A lonely rider galloping.

He has to reach the next town
Before tomorrow dawn
So he gallops away
While the whole world sleeps.

His throat is perched
His horse too seems drained
Suddenly he saw in distance
A well, a dream come true.

He galloped his horse toward it
Reached it and climbed down
He looked around for a bucket
But there were none.

Despaired he was about to climb back
When he heard a haunting song
Ringing in a voice oh so sweet
He searched and found a hut.

He reached the door and knocked
A beautiful woman opened the door
“Is it you my love? Are you back?”
He saw that she had not sight.

Beast within him woke up
He saw left and right
Seeing no one around
He entered the hut.

Next morning the villagers came
To get water from the well.
They saw a horse tied to the well,
Its rider lying dead a mile away.

They shook their head and sighed.
A blind girl lived there
With her loving husband
One night someone took advantage.

Of the hapless girl’s lost sight
And her husband’s absence.
They both were found in the well
By the villagers next day.

Every thirsty traveler
Is lured to that hut
Those who ask for bucket
Get one and travel away.

Those who forget humanity
Are found here lying
With body as cold as ice.
Without their soul within.