“I thought you’d leave me, forever”.
As a new norm, they communicate and discuss their deeply troubling issues in the relationship to strengthen the bond. But, this was totally unexpected. It’s not even a thought that has crossed the poor mind or that could even be imagined!
“After a little fight, your figure disappearing at the end of the street still remains inked in my mind. I hadn’t expected you to leave me then, that too locking me in.”
“I don’t even remember the incident. Which day are you talking about? Is it not a usual thing to lock you in when I go out temporarily so as to not disturb your task?”
An unseasonable lamp
Stays my side,
As rays of the sun
And shimmers of the nights,
Reassuring words of love
With her hands in mine!
Like the touch of the wind
On a scorching day,
She is that touch wood
Amidst the decaying logs,
Making space for me to
not seek more but enjoy the lesser!
She was strong when he was.
She was weak when he was.
Locked in a cage by choice,
They found their freedom in captivity.
Their love began with a metaphor...
His killer smile,
Her vulnerable drug!
Credits & Footnote
In response to Shweta’s ‘6WSP #82’ – ‘Drug’.
Photo by Andriyko Podilnyk on Unsplash.
This is a free verse, each line framed with six words, depicting the emotional connection between two persons in love. A six-word story is quoted at the end of the verse.
Hearing one's thoughts isn't a curse.
At sight, or out of sight...
❝They say I'm an adamant child.
What else would I do?
I wish I wasn't born.
I know it's too late.
I'm 14 now.
There's another wish.
I've locked it in out of fear,
of being labeled a monster.
I wish to see "Her" in the coffin.