Avenging Angels

There was silence.The initial sense of horror and trauma had subsided and he was slowly regaining his senses.His vision was blurred. The sky seemed to be covered in a cloud of dust and smoke.Smoke from the burning cars and the other not so inanimate fuels .He was too weak to stand up.The unbearable pain he felt ..that seemed to resonate from every fiber of his broken body made him curse God that he was still alive.He haplessly tried to grope his way amidst the rubble ..to his left..to his right .All around him was fire..smoke...and the charred remains of what had been .The painful heartbreaking cries of broken souls reached his aching ears.



But what about the others ...his two little Angels.... his two little girls .. Megha and Raina ... and his wife too..the woman he had spent the best years of his life with ... those three people who meant the world to him ..where were they ? Where they safe ?Slowly he felt numb...the ounce of remaining energy in his charred soul ...sapped away..he lost consciousness.




A few hours later ...he was to find out that he was the only survivor from the attack..the dropped bomb on the market had taken away those that meant most to him.This act of war had claimed what he had lived for.Whatever he had held sacred in life was gone...had been taken from him in an instant .His love of life had died with his two little angels and his wife. And at that very moment,he decided what course his life must take... only vengeance was on his mind....only vigilante justice would suffice.........





A later date - a different place...
The killer left the scene -
With no sign or trace...
Over the years he had become a shadow-
A fallen angel on broken wings...
His heart was cold ,His skin scarred -
This was just another job -
Which he had done ...


He was a killer now -
In full blood ..
There was nothing which could take him back
The bombs he planted ,the blood he shed ...
Was another reminder of that fateful day ..
When His Angels - a war did take away .