Sweet Angels!
Where has the final formula of light gone?
Know, the brute Passion never died in me,
Hunting, now, even more, than before,
On the fragility of my faithful thoughts.

I am not in rage!
Against the barrenness of my heart.
This is the place where I dwell:
To taste the fruits of my actions.
The truth is out in all its nakedness

Sweet Angels!
Beat my defeat, hold my hand.
Know, the brute Passion never died in me.
Hunting, now, even more, than before,
On the fragility of my faithful thoughts.

Dubai
2010

Geeta Chhabra

Taken from the book: Smash My Glass by Geeta Chhabra