A Passing Thought!

Mirage.

Pretty face, broken smile,

Shreds she had worn, had been waiting for a while,

Guess, she is waiting for someone,

But the sky is getting dark, not fit for any stay!!

Feeble arms, battered skin,

Bones only seen, no flesh or kin,

Her hair is rough, untidy and sun-burned.

She needs aid, help, but…

“Can I help you beautiful?”- A drunkard just winked,

She is looking away, but he is adamant.

He is messing around her, she is vulnerable,

I wish, I could be of help, but am too far away!

She is looking for help; her postures are getting weird,

“But why is she not helping herself? Why doesn’t she scratch some beard?”

“For whom is she waiting? One should fight for oneself!”

I wish I can hasten, and ring her bell.

There comes, few more,

Her hassles are increasing; she is not fighting though,

I am confused, but can imagine her plight,

Let me hurry towards her, and be her knight.

But I am confused, why is she being so quiet,

No one can harm you, if you are ready to bite,

Is she maimed, or dumb or at strife?

I don’t know, but she should shriek, or try.

“What is the problem Sire? Why don’t you leave her alone?”

“She is a woman, not a thing to be torn!”

“Hey you girlie, step aside. You are a kiddo, don’t mess with the guys!”

“Is she saying anything, that you are prying..it is our matter, you mind your side!”

“What is wrong with you? Why are you not helping thyself?

There are goons, you need to defend.”

“I can’t do anything. How can I? I was waiting for someone to be my guide!”

“How can I help myself, I am a woman, weak and fragile!”

“Look at me, and think for once, who will help the one, who fears the ride?”

 Suddenly there comes a car’s flash light,

Her face is focused and I am surprised at the sight,

The lady is capable of preventing her blight,

And still she is waiting for someone to rescue her from the dark Night!

“You need no help, you are strong inside,

Just have faith in your heart, else things are bright,

Stand for yourself; give them a slap tight,

Then tell me if they have the courage to stare your might.”

No One can help anyone, till One only sighs,

All the riddles will be solved, only if one tries.

Wait for a Knight is useless, because we need to be complete,

There is never a need for a Stranger to rescue us from defeat.

Situations can never shape our strength,

We all are powerful; we just forget the fact,

 Mind is the ultimate weapon we all have with ourselves,

Still to wait for another soul, is a wastage and bloody hell!