beauty and beast

Beauty and Beast
She failed the god that held the world,
Who divided it together
Without letting it fall apart,
And an omniscient fell again
As no word proved enough for her.

It was a commanding beauty,
Standing without a need to stoop,
And a whole world rushing,
Into her gyre of charm;
Even if unwilling.

Crumbled down something,
So far the nature,
As domination and manipulation,
From some long earlier texts,
Striding through ages,
As given to the sexes
The moment they got sexed,
Gendered into plain looking acts,
Something that at a point of time,
Was merely an act of survival.
And she needed it not.

Stood there he who had lost,
What his nature gifted as they say,
Lamenting for not having
Something that he believed was his,
Cursing the age that broke the spell,
That too without his knowing.

A hopeless fall
On the knees,
Bleeding black
But no one sees.

Admiration but not for him;
It came with the wagging tail.
Children clap how happy you see,
Watching the beasts in a jail.

It was dark age,
Things upside down,
as she stood there,
Laughing in her cage.

One cried hopelessly,
One enjoyed this freedom,
Caged she was too,
But she preferred this freedom.

The circus owner ordered,
“keep the lights on”,
And all kept the eyes covered,
Some laughing, some grumbled.

The light was blinding,
But no one saw.
The glass room cabin,
Jerking with laughter
Was hanging above them,
Playing with the keys.

THE NEW LORD WAS LAUGHING.
THE NEW LORD IS LAUGHING.
THE NEW LORD…


Let the clock move.
Let the time change.