panacea

i wish the flowers they put on 

my funeral smell afresh like the way

they smelled on my first morning 

after meeting the love of my life, 

i ended my life the day i chose him

over my life or the day on which

i failed to find any possible breath 

thinking how i would live if he fades out,

my life hardly knows any route to last long

but the simplest way i choose is by getting

shattered into pieces and flow in the air

and follow him till the end, if he walks away, 

i always wish lights of our home

never turn so dim that we begin pretending

that we can't see all our days fading

to some unseen, unapologetic haze, 

 

my loud screams never reflect back

from the ceiling and shoot both of us

in form of arrows, piercing straight

our eternal empathetic energies forever, 

the way termites would eat all the book 

away, decomposing papers into pains, 

i wish our souls undergo to get panacea

but do not ever leave, leaving me stranded, 

i wish nobody after my death writes

and recites about you the way i've done 

one day an immortal promise will meet

you in the heaven endured by my blood. 

i wish.. 

- chetna 🌻