How long the final moments of life go on!
A raindrop.
A last smile which you know is the end
And it won’t be there anymore.
Can you tell a blade length?
The brushed clean steel,
The clatter against bone.
The teeth biting many a times,
Like the scattering bullets of a shotgun,
In slow seconds,
Which pass one at a time.
Doesn’t the sudden violence taste exquisite?
Like the sip from a cold cup of tea,
That has been left on the table,
In the rain.
A star which has broken,
Exploding from the back of your head,
Like a shuddering happiness.
Do the tears burn your soul to shreds,
With faces from your memory?
A blanket which is grasped tightly,
That digs into the past,
Searching for laughter.
Beauty found in femininity,
Found in a girly manner.
In a Woman pit of the heart,
A girl always remains.
A hurt which remain with the lost –
Hopeless desperation,
That wishes against all hope,
Searching for salvation,
From her loneliness and fears.
Her anger remains like a deep sadness,
Eyes painful,
Heart, tied in a knot.
(A sigh from the lips, which shows acceptance, and faith)
So, she is blessed by me,
By my prayers,
By the light of death.
Mercifully.
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