Screened Innocence

Poetry, Illustrations, Photography and more... "We all start off with a handful of innocence and nothing else and in time a veil is pulled over it... it gets hidden and screened away from the world and we become a shadow of the darkness all around... "

Name: Anubhav Kushwaha
Location: Hyderabad, Andhra Pradesh, India

I started writing with poetry around 1996-97. I have been writing since then - poetry, stories, articles etc. I lost most of my initial works as I never cared to write it down in one place. Then later after friends started nudging me to take my writing more seriously, I started writing down in a diary and finally started blogging in around 2003. I deleted my first blog "Across the wall" for certain reasons in 2006 and then started again with "Screened Innocence". I am inspired by human emotions. Be it courage, fear, love, lust, greed, desire, loneliness or anything else and that is what makes me write most of my works. I am currently working on a novella called "My rough way" and am also actively looking for a literary representative as well as a publisher. My current employment in the software industry does not leave much time for writing but then it being my first love, writing does find time in my life some way or the other...

Sunday, February 10, 2008

I stand in stillness (from my book)

I try to walk, but my feet won't move - not even an inch,
They are transfixed to the one spot that I stand in...
Petrified, I whisper to my own self, I beg my legs to move,
To take me back to my home, to let me crash and sleep...
I look up to the stars, its getting dark all around...
They blink at me - the stars - as if smiling at my pain,
Some more join in, and together they laugh,
Constellations from the cosmos, looking down at a man...
A man - alone - looking back at the skies,
Calling for help, screaming aloud,
And silence echoing back at him...
I try again, to move my legs but I cannot move,
My eyes start closing and the darkness takes over,
I dream of the past, when I could run...
Run around the place, beat life at the race,
Smile at the dusk and go back to my home,
And today I stand in stillness, in silence, paralyzed...

-Anubhav

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