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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It was only me in the room The room was messed up With my stuffs and my thoughts But all that I can see, Was her in black saree And then I got lost In the moments of the night. Just some hours ago, Yet felt like few seconds before When we were arguing Asking her not to leave Staying few more days, Few more talks Few more meetings of eyes Few more dreams together. And she was calm As the late winter moon, And I was burning As the sun in the month of June And then if I could grab her hand Repeat my words again and again, And say things I couldn't at that moment. I realised she was wearing her black saree; That black saree which takes my breath away, That black saree in which I wanted to see her Her fragrance made me silent, I looked into her dazzling eyes Her eyes were smiling If I had her in my arms With her black saree embracing my aura, But I hurted her badly Tortured her soul unknowingly, And what happened next? Better and must for me To remain silent and only keep bleeding on paper! The warmth of her cold hands, The deep breaths of her Her voice seeking answers But I couldn't speak I was numb, maybe she was true I was dishonest, I betrayed her With my words again I did a bad bloodshed this time I threatened her spirit, It was bad simply bad A wolf in me seeked a gruel nectar. She said, "you never loved me for sure" Maybe that's true, I couldn't pray for more of her She stayed, she explained, she told But I made her hate me in all ways I could do, May be it will be easier for her now, Maybe she can hate me and never call me back But the question is, how am I to live?? I breathe so much of her air but Even I suffocate if she's there
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