FOCUSING THE SOUL

Episodes are yet to begin

Journey of life…no but through lives

With a lens, 3.2 mega pixels

Attached to my cell

Viewing the lives

Through a single focus...

With a narrow field of vision

I could see…I could make a snap…

I then moved...

Long through the muddy ways

My sandals never waited my legs

They are naughty…lifeless creatures!!

I stopped, when my legs were tired

Reached the backdoor

of an old scary villa…

the open windows were hanging

like a victim hanging on the rope

Walls were dark and smoky
They have been waiting

For a “fair and lovely” treatment

But rather age control shall be taken..!!

As their skin was peeled off…and

The red flesh of tiles were peeping beneath

3.2 mega pixels not enough …

Anyways it flashed for them...

Sorry ..I was late,

I could have reached here before...

The breeze all around…so silent..

I can hear the notes of

Breath from inside…

And some gasps too…

I waited knocking the door of 70s…

A whistling wind opened it for me

When I asked about the inmates…

All I got was an incomplete shhhhhhh…

It whirled around my hair

danced for a while

and washed off the dust

over the old fractured bench

sitting and swinging over it

so cautiously…

I was about to take a snap….

Hardly I focused…

but this naughty wind cant be in focus

dry leaves and dusty aged peel offs

created a smoky pic.

I wondered, I couldn't..

My cell beeped alarmingly

Battery low…!!

And it turned off

Leaving me and the souls behind...