A Fall

 

Pale coffee

Stands between us, tantamountly

We stare at it

Still no kiss we share.

there is nothing left in us,

To love.

When all the sanguinity turned arid

and the whirling world paused,

We promised to love.

Love till eternity.

A novel to write and so much to love.

A malady crept in

We left hand, divesting the love

divesting the smiles.

All our favourite books fell off

the Bookshelf.

No food and all starving.

Recovery was burnt and covered with cinders

A little love could save us

But, none to travel back in Time.

No phone calls, No love, No tears.

The mirror scared me with my long journey.

Dissapointments,

with little happiness and one peaceful sleep

Because for once, my matchbox room

that echoes Failures

did reverberate Laughter.