Wires

Through the barbed wires, on the fence-

I saw a corpse hanging last night.

Mouth open, uttering possibly

The loudest of unheard screams.

He wanted to escape, they said.

I retreat and draw more barbed wires

Around me- I want escape-I don't speak-

But I don't want pain- Death, I may want

Only that it should be painless.

And that day, long back when she came

And stepped over my wires- and we made love

And we had our daughter- I could not

See the wires from behind her silhouette.

And at times, when they tell me that

They are letting one go, I push my wires farther

I tell them about my life- about my little daughter

And the wires don't bite me anymore.