Beloved
Found bloodied and mutilated body
Sight fell on shining silver among brown bits
A ring my poetry immortalised, owned by him
With excrutiation, it actualized my life's death
Undoubtedly, reached the knife laid below to my neckline
Freedom longing soul, made my hands move hard......
Opened my eyes, realised my love is still alive...
~dream
Copyright © Meenakshi D H | Year Posted 2018
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