WILL THIS END WITH ME ?

@aakritisitaulaa

"You deserve a lover who takes away the lies and brings you hope, coffee, and poetry."

~ Frida Kahlo

"You look awful without me." She whispered in his ear as his hand rushed along with her waist.

They were dancing. It was dark, vague dark. The only thing they could see were their eyes glistening by the reflection of moon.

"I want this night forever, just with you." He mumbled slowly.

"You have me." she said when his fingers were moving through her lips until he moved forward to feel them with his own.

It was their first kiss and it seems like that went great. They had booked a hotel room near the lake so even they forget their hotel location, they could find it by lake.

She was taking her clothes off. He was gazing at her body as if he is watching something so as valuable as souvenir. The temptation he had to resist to not feel the delicacy of her skin was so cruel. His eyes were restless.

"Don't stare." she said furiously.

"I serve art." He replied with a kiss on her forhead.

They were writing an epic on eachother's eyes.

"How can something be so pleasing and painful at the same time.?" She questioned with ocean in her eyes.

All their life, they were longing for intimacy, a companion, a partner, a friend. And now they have eachother but they couldn't figure out the situation. Why is it so hard to accept that you are really in love.?

"This must be my most genuine hug." He said knotting his arms around her.

They danced that whole night, screamed on Taylor Swift, wrote poems, cried, laughed, played, jumped. It counted on the list of their best nights.

When Celine in before sunrise said, “I like to feel his eyes on me when I look away.”

When Praveen Shakir said, “sabse nazar bacha ke wo mujhe kuch aise dekhta, ek dafa toh ruk gai gardish-e-mah-o-sal bhi.”

And Jaun Elia said, “Jab uska deedar hota hai, dil ko sukoon milta hai, Aankhon me uski tasveer sajti hai, yaadon ka ghar ban jata hai”

And Faiz Ahmed Faiz said, “teri surat se hai aalam me baharo ko sabaat, teri aankhon k siwa dunia me rkha kya hai”

that house next to the jungle belongs to a care-taker

people call it macabre night cause it ignites terror

there is a rumour escalated throughout the town

a woman was found dead in blood stained gown

no one was brave enough, they didn't dig her a grave

no one tried to let her soul have a peaceful death

first week and people came there just to see her

they raped the body and made sure it was just a cadaver

she was already dead, i guess her soul was agonizing

how shameless humans are, didn't hesitate to do the sin

second week, my body couldn't rest thinking of that sight

she was dead and people were acting as if it was all right.

one morning, an old man came infront of my door

he asked me water and said, "can she rest her core.?"

tears drifted from my eyes, i cried from within that day

i was brave and decided to walk on forbidden way

i paced forward with ocean and flood in my eyes

i went closer to her body, i kept my trepidation aside

i saw a shovel nearby, started to dig at the very corner.

carried her body by my hands and stood to mourn her.

two bodies dying to be in love

together to stay that forever

it is difficult to confess

their eyes can't feel eachother

skin and souls fighting

one wants warmth of intimacy

and there is another

who is drowned in the sea

no one knows better than me

what it is to stay alive in someone

when you have no reason to live

a love will give you a reason to die

lover shall kill you from inside out

eventually they'll be

the person you can't live without

hope you'll not be that cruel for me

for the reason i gave you my heart

be kind to me and all

you have my most delicate part.

~august.

maybe someday soon, we'll be there, together, forever.

poetry.

you are just a thought far away for deciding what you wanna be.

they don't see the dew on the leaves which were my tears because those aren't from my eyes.

they don't know i cannot cry because i am just an echo of desert, and everything is dry.

instead of my eyes, my heart cries.

my heart yells evertime a nail is pierced on my soul which is so concealed that it is as invisible as air.

i have no place to shed tears. i have no home to weep.

for me, these leaves cry. they know the pain i am enduring. they understand my heartache.

i have eyes but they see me more. they are my companion in my best and worse. they give me a way to breathe.

i could never be more thankful to what earth gave me and how soil is always giving me a place to keep my feet on.

i am fortunate enough to have a friend no one else has.

-Aakriti.