Photo credit: Cristian Newman
The Demon Inside Him
By Zainab Udaipurwala
His eyes were full of lust
that would scare you,
His hands trembling
to touch every part of yours,
His lips ready to attack
your body in a way that
you could never imagine
He was going to do something
that would bring you pain.,
He was going to do something
that would make you cry in disgust,
He was going to do something
that nobody could save you from,
He was going to do something
that would make you cringe
and hate yourself,
He was going to do something
which should not be done with you
Not when you are screaming
and begging him to stop!
“Wake up! It’s a nightmare about him again” you are okay…. assured the voice…. beside me!
Photo credit: Jacqueline Day
Purple Couch
By Zainab Udaipurwala
He sat there
on his leather chair
and asked me
to have a seat
in front of him
on the soft
Purple Couch
He then took
out his book
and his shining blue pen
Next, he started writing
my casual details of
the present day
His hazel green
and focused eyes
met my brown sorrowful
and confused eyes
searching for the answers
he wanted from me today
He checked my
body language
and nodded in disapproval
he questioned me
if I had done
something awful
and wanted to share
with him
I shook my head
round and round
and denied
to give him the
Answer he already knew
So he placed
a paper on the table
in front of me
and set a few
Purple colored pencils
crayons, and sketches
beside the paper
After a while
into coloring
the thoughts from my mind
slipped away from
my mouth
and crawled straight
into his book
Once again he
got his desired
Answer from my
stubborn mouth
His gaze shifted
towards his wrist
on the Golden watch
and the Ancient clock
above my head
to let me know
that the session
for today was successful
and over.