(Geeta Prakashan Bookswala's Anthology "खुबसूरत लम्हें")
I never wished for my love to end with me,
Not because he deserves its memory…but
Because I deserve it’s meaning.
My love is a quiet flame inside my blood and bones
Glowing and burning even when my whole world turned alone in dark,
Soft and delicate enough to hide,
Stern and strong enough to survive.
He broke my heart and trust but,
He could never break my sprit and soul where my love was seeded and born.
People say …LOVE dies when the lover leaves … but mine Didn’t
Rather… it sank deeper and deeper, grew stronger and harder… silent, soft and unstoppable.
I no longer need him nor long for him …instead..
I continue loving the untouched, unspoiled and innocent part of myself that knew how to love without pause and fear.
There is purity in me he never understood
There is tenderness in me never earned
There is depth in me never touched
If death ever comes for me,
Let it take my breath
My footsteps, smiles, tears, heart beats and my name
But
Let it leave behind
The elegant echoes of the love I carried
The love that broke me, hurt me, burnt me, also…
Healed me shaped me and stayed loyal even when he just left like nothing.“My love within me is not a wound, pain or regret …but
Quite eternity to live and hold, feel and keep and a graceful mark to leave behind.
When I am gone, I want the space and air to remember me and my fragrance for what I felt holding him within me…
Because, the love I carry within me is never meant to live or die with a MUDDY MAN,
It’s meant to live, laugh and breathe as the truest part of me, which can never die nor can end with me.
💐💐💐💐💐💐
© Sharon Ramya. R
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