Cold Grave

She lay there, exposed,

Unconcerned,

about her state of undress,

unapologetic even.

Limbs sprawled, head thrown back.

She lay on the ground,

motionless.

Her body was cold to the touch,

Chilled.

Had turned blue.

She looked like she was sleeping,

After spray painting herself.

The officer, on her naked body,

A white sheet, hurriedly, threw.

She cringed with embarrassment,

While looking down at herself,

lying there Spread-eagled,

averted her eyes, and sighed.

Death strips you of your dignity,

And pride.

On hearing a commotion,

Her soul, looked at him,

so expectantly.

That witnessing her eagerness,

My eyes misted over,

unexpectedly.

The distraught young man,

was inconsolable,

threw himself on the cold body

covered with the white sheet,

and wept.

As if with his warm tears,

her cold and chilled,

heart and body,

they could melt.

She had gone, far far away,

from this unfeeling world,

away from  heartache and pain.

She didn’t want to be born again,

until she was promised love.

She wanted it all,

Wanted to be the,

mistress of her fate,

needed with her, 

her soul-mate.

Without him by her side,

She did not want to,

go along for the ride.

She’d had enough,

of lonely winters,

and parched summers.

She didn’t want,

any of it, no way.

Now she needed assurances,

before coming back,

to live here,

where people realize,

Your worth only,

after you’ve gone away.

Lucks a.k.a Sulekha

Undone

When did we come undone? Can’t really say.

When did your hand, slip out of mine?

When did our steps falter?

When did we stop walking in unison?

When did you stride away,

Leaving me alone along the way?

Don’t have a clue, why we’re no longer together?

When did things become, so unbearable to handle?

Why didn’t we fight harder, to be with one another?

To forgive each others innocent mistakes.

We just gave up, one bitter-sweet day.

You just said your piece and walked away.

Without giving me a chance to, change your mind.

Left me with nothing to say.

Love’s going hurts like hell, drives you mad with grief.

You forget to ever smile again, your dry eyes forever weep.

The niggling ache in the place, where your heart used to be,

rings hollow, when you tap it, nobody’s home, it seems to say.

Ever since we parted ways, life has been a blur of breathing,

eating, existing, without living. Surviving is not so important,

Feels like such a waste of time, this aimless wandering.

How can you go on , after your reason for living is,

Snatched out of your life, without a warning?

You stare vacantly, trying to remember,

How happy you once had been.

How his one look could melt your insides,

How his touch could make you surrender?

Your innermost desires would spill out,

the moment he was near you.

How you almost died with ecatasy,

When he whispered in your ear,

“I Love You.”

Lucks a.k.a Sulekha

A poem

A poem tugged at my sleeve,

and tried to catch my eye.

I ignored the gentle pull and,

Walked away, unmindful,

of its tiny sigh.

It followed me like a puppy,

loyal, loving and playful.

Hopped, skipped and danced,

Around me, trying to catch,

my attention.

My strides didn’t falter,

My path I didn’t alter.

Kept looking straight ahead,

Ignoring the poem, as if,

It didn’t at all matter.

I outran the poem and sat in a bar,

filled with smoke and dirty wallpaper.

There were people, everywhere,

that I could see.

The poem must have crept up,

on me, while I wasn’t looking.

Cause I suddenly had the urge,

to put it down on paper.

It came out nice and read so well,

That it swelled my heart with pride.

I wish you could have read it too,

It was about love and about you.

Lucks a.k.a sulekha

If I forget?

How will I remember you?

If I lose my mind,

I would hate it,

Not knowing you.

I don't want to not remember.

What do I do?

How can I never forget?

If you call my name,

and I don't answer?

Will you stop calling?

If you talk to me and,

I refuse to respond?

Will you never,

Speak to me again?

Please make an effort again.

Give me another chance,

to recognize you.

I don't want to forget.

When I see you coming and,

Turn my head away?

Know that, I can't see you,

In my mind’s eye,

I am sightless,

I am blind,

Because of the illness.

If I ask your name?

Please humor me,

Spell it out for me,

Maybe it will jog my memory.

If I go away, drift off,

Will you bring me back home?

Will you tell me,

that you love me?

Will you keep me,

from wandering off?

If I stop loving you,

Will you do the same?

Know that, though my mind,

might forget you.

My heart and soul,

will remain forever,

Loyal to your memory.

I may look like,

I am going someplace,

But, in reality,

I will be lost forever.

                           

Lucks a.k.a Sulekha