WIDOW

Dried eyes gaze at the emptiness blank,

Her heart craves for love but being sank,

For the known desire of that gentle touch,

And she knows it has already been enough,

Every season they saw holding hands,

Throughout their lives they remained best friends,

Every secret they shared making their life a beautiful art

Now memories bang heavily on shaky doors of her fragile heart,

He isn’t coming back who had been his life,

For forty two years with togetherness and eternal love,

She is holding with care the emotions flooding inside,

Her wrinkled eyelashes are strong enough to hide,

Every line of their Vow she’ll always hold close,

She’ll make worth the sacrifice of every beautiful rose,

Every word of her agony will for ever remain silent,

Even if the chaos of white darkness…

Will keep dragging her towards the dead end,

Even when the world around her will keep exploding thousand folds,

They’ll never come to know what secret her old-little-heart holds.

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