GOTHIKA

Is she afraid, or rather surprised,
To see those things which she can’t deny!
‘Coz when you see undesirable things as they clunk,
You form a similar face as words escape your tongue,
And a shadow of darkness towers over your past and future
that affects you, your wife, your babies, like a vicious creature.
Still don’t get what I am saying?
About the moments of your life when you start praying,
that you should never had been born;
In this world, so cruel, so bitchy, so torn;
With things horrifying, cloudy and unexpectable
With lies so true, so cruel, so not detectable;
These are the things for which Gothika has to pry,
for her husband; who is so cold, demeaning and dry,
He approached another female in front of her own eyes,
Leaving her alone, pitiful in this world; as she cries
And plans of a mighty revenge against her man,
Coz she knows the power of the pure feminine, she can!
This is what this rhyme shows,
The face of the Gothika and the rest of the storm that flows!

-anirudh