Dark Mornings, Sunlit nights

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As the sunlight shines through the sky, night falls.

She would open her big black eyes with no eye-lashes and try to listen closely to the mesmerizing music of ear-piercing cries. It soothes the grayish red stone in her chest.

She balances her heavy sobs with the rhythm of pain stricken shrieks that originate from her drumming heart and reflects through her eyes while flowing through her veins. Oh the melodious song that forms, so dramatic.

Her soul, a black shade of white light, punches the walls of body around it so hard that it cracks open and let it out to dance with the music of pain. The music of pain laughs out loud at the soul and holds it in it’s arms while whirling round and round like a dervish.

Vanished hopes, unheard prayers, unfulfilled wishes and broken dreams tightens their orbit and grabs her throat. The music of pain inside her starts evacuating itself through her mouth which she covers tightly with her own crooked hands.

Hours pass as she tries to fight this battle. She could feel poisonous snakes biting her face with sharp teeth. She smiles with fear, as she is tired of crying already.

Her heavy eye-lids start dropping down. It is dark outside when sleep blankets her. Morning’s here.

She looks Beautiful while sleeping. She is Happy… Yes she is.

 

 

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25 thoughts on “Dark Mornings, Sunlit nights

  1. It soothes the grayish red stone in her chest.
    She is obviously very happy!
    Lalarukh, I want you to know this piece is stunning, in ref to how it tears one away. Pain screams.
    But also how pain forms the divine ecstasy, as if it was a spiritual element, and that gives a whole new look to it. ‘like a dervish, and how it dances, and the music of pain!’
    These lines couldn’t have been better said: “Vanished hopes, unheard prayers, unfulfilled wishes and broken dreams tightens their orbit and grabs her throat. The music of pain inside her starts evacuating itself through her mouth which she covers tightly with her own crooked hands.”
    I love you.
    Also, I wish you all the best in your life.
    May you find peace, it’s prettier than pain insha Allah.

    • “pain forms the divine ecstasy” Wow Maria, I wonder how you awesome writers can make any simple piece of writing all so special and wonderful. I love you. All this detailed analysis and appreciation just made e feel so lucky. It is because of you Maria, that I write. Like I just said to Ali, You are my inspiration and I can never think of writing without your support. Please stay around forever.
      Thank you so, so much Maria. Ameen to your Dua ! And I wish you all the happiness and blessings of the world too. Love you loads !

  2. This is a brilliant stuff, Lala. Way you delivered all the darkness in a form of light, flares and soft moments… This is outstanding…! From start to end I was thoroughly engaged in spite of feeling that it’s a tragedy… but as it was being told from a such an ethereal point of view, it kept pulling quite like a black hole in space, and I am passing commit… 🙂 And the way it ended… a great ending indeed. How wonderful to have some actual light/ happiness eventually even while knowing that it has come at the verge, where it could be so many things, it may be a new day actually or it may be a surface of another dream…
    I loved this too much, see… 🙂

    • Wow, Ali. You just made me feel special. Thank you for such a lovely detailed analysis. It wasn’t a tragedy, you are right. “it may be a new day actually or it may be a surface of another dream” wow what a perspective. I admit, I never thought of it this way. But now that you have pointed out, I feel really special to have written all that.
      Thank you so very much. I write because I have people like you here with me. You are my inspiration. I love you and I can never thank you enough for all this love.
      Thank you. Really.

  3. Wow.. my friend Lala Rukh.. you express pain so deep.. where we who experience
    pain like this anytime in life.. can relate so deep too.. as well.. and i do not think
    i can ever express pain in metaphors as deep as you do as your poem here..
    touches the darkest recesses of the human soul.. with a most beautiful
    touch of hope at the end.. and you know friend.. i remember
    when your site is decorated by multi-colored curtains..
    and i friend.. have an almost photographic memory
    for visual images and text.. and i remember
    like it was yesterday.. when me and
    Saha.. and others are Loving
    and Praising you loudly
    and you respond
    with a post
    that says
    you feel like
    you are overloaded with
    candy but it is the candy of
    the ecstasy of feeling the Unconditional
    Love that GOD can gift to us.. with others
    in connection when we let it ALL HANG OUT
    LIKE YOU DO HERE.. AND DID THERE THAT TOUCHES
    THE HUMAN HEART OF EMOTION.. SPIRIT EXPRESSED
    AS EMOTION.. AND SOUL IN BODY AND MIND BALANCING SO
    WELL DEAR.. and you are my heart.. spirit.. and soul.. school then..
    yes.. YOU are my teacher through all your pain.. misery.. suffering..challenge
    confusion.. Love.. Laughter.. Smiles.. Joy.. yes Ecstasy of Soul that travels
    farther than any light year ever will in terms of human being.. and you touch
    people so with the depth of and age of your soul.. that they will be HEAR WAITING
    FOR YOU UNTIL THEY NO LONGER have the literal ability to hear and see..
    like me.. as i know and FEEL THE VALUE OF YOUR GIFT MY FRIEND..
    AND YOU BRING MY HEART.. SPIRIT.. AND SOUL ALIVE IN
    TRUE ECTASY IN WAVES OF COLORS THAN FLESH
    AND BLOOD WILL NEVER MAKE
    ALONE.. in a world of flesh
    and blood your words
    come alive
    and yes.. my friend
    the rest is history
    and
    NEW NOW..
    SPREAD ALL YOUR EMOTIONS
    OUT AROUND THE WORLD
    AS THIS WORLD
    IS DEAD
    INSIDE
    AND NEEDS IT
    ALL TO BE REBORN
    AS PHOENIX RISING
    FROM THE ASHES
    OF A WORLD
    GONE
    COLD..
    LOVE
    IS THE
    WAY TO HOT..
    FIRED SOUL..:)

    • Thank you so very very much my friend, for your appreciation feels so nice to me really. Whenever I write a post, with out your comment, it remains incomplete. Thanks again !
      And yes, of course I remember that time too. When I had a site decorated with multicolored curtains. And you guys were there to help me through life. To read every stupid thing I wrote and to praise like I wrote a gem. You guys helped me a lot. And I can never forget that.
      Love you for your support ! Always and forever !

  4. Gosh…I’m speechless after reading this, This is filled with raw emotions Lala. Wow just wow.

    I really hope you are doing well? It’s been a while I saw you around?
    Much love to you sweetheart ❤

    • Hello Asmitha ! Welcome back ! 🙂 We can come and go but at the end of day we HAVE to come here to let our feelings out, right ?
      Thank you so very much for liking my writing. So glad.
      Hugs to you too my love 🙂 Stay blessed !

      • Yeah Rukh , you are absolutely right, after all ink is our pal who has understood us from dressed to naked!!!, we can’t let it dry in us….we need ink.

        divine with you
        with lot of love
        Asmi

  5. Wow Lala. You have a gift. Your writing is engaging and eloquent. This is a deep and strong story.
    I’m thinking it’s not based on personal experience, as you seem to be well and happy.
    It’s sooooo great to see you here again on WordPress.
    By the way, are you enjoying England? Do you ever get homesick?
    Many hugs and blessings sweetie.
    🙂 ❤

    • Thank you SO much for liking my writing. Means a lot ! No, not a personal experience but yes you know, a mix of reality and fiction.
      I sure enjoy the life in England. I am back in Pakistan these days for a vacation and it’s so hot here 🙂 How’s the weather on your side ? And where do you live ? I wonder why did I never ask that before 😛
      Many tight hugs to you too love. Hope you are having a fabulous day !

      • You are more than welcome Lala. I’ve always thought you are an amazing writer.
        Oh wow, you’re in Pakistan. That must be so nice to visit your family and country. I would love to go back to my country to see my family for Christmas this year, but It’ll have to wait until next year. I am originally from Canada (Vancouver), but have been living in Brazil for over 13 years now. It’s definitely a warm country. I live in an area that gets cool during winter, but hot the rest of the year.
        Big hugs to you sweetie, and please have an amazing vacation in Pakistan.
        🙂 ❤

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