She still spoke to me....

Relieved over her recovering state,

I headed towards my flat next to the hospital,

It was a chill night, just started snowing,

Time seemed stagnant, I realised my watch had stopped running.

It was the watch she had gifted me for our anniversary last year.

Hastily opened my door hearing the ringing,

It was Dr. Bathra confirming her last breath @ 12:45, when I realised my stopped watch showing the same time.

A new beginning

After almost a month of misunderstanding,

He stood before her holding the card,

Slow and steady Tripti opened the invitation card,

Trying hard to digest her lover's name next to that of someone,

Tears gleamed when she saw those bold letters in graffiti,

It spelt Aryan weds Tripi.

Eternal

After the third hard stab into his heart,
Cunningly, with all satisfaction, she stared back at him,
Open arms he stood, gleaming with tears,
To make her all his once again.

Gone, unaware....

World never seem so calm for her,

Numb eyes as heavy as a brick, those she could'nt open.

Lungs cuffed as to not be able to breathe,

Her svelte figure tightly packed past warmth to heat,

Her insatiable desires, fading unexpressed,

She tried hard, to realise it was not just a dream,

Her limbs locked static at their places,

Her soul parting apart from her helpless relic,

She tried to scream, but energy burst within never reached out,

Unable to elude the reckless fate,

Perplexed she sank giving in...

She sank deeper....deeper....and more deeper..........



Days past, folks talked "She was burried alive".

Its you....

Looked into the mirror,

All I saw was two eyes, two nostrils, one tongue

Looked into your eyes and looked back into the mirror,

I saw me,

I recognised self.

Addicted

He gazed at its' slowing pulse,

Losing its life like a handicapped elf,

He could do nothing but lose himself with it,

Or to stride past its end forever,

which he could never,

Unseperable, he breathed his last with its';

last puff of his Cigar.