Thursday, 2 July 2015

Love and Death


She drilled a nail to my chest
I shivered with pain

Tears came out of my eyes
And she was grinning

My dark blood was every where
And in her hands also

Then she made a cut with a knife
On my wounded chest

I felt pain on my left chest
And I screamed out loud

She touched the knife on my lips
An indication for no voice

The knife had two sharp edges
Shining like made of silver

Once again she made a cut on my chest
Its sharp point was touching my heart

I saw the same sharpness in her eyes too
Which was more than scary

I saw some tear drops on her  cheeks
I wiped it with my stiffed hands

I hold her hands and kissed on it
And she was smiling

I am dieng here for her better life
And I am happy for that

Unknowingly I touched my own chest
Felt something empty

It was my heart what I have lost
I faked a smile at her

It was my last moment before closing my eyes
Then I fell into my dark dreams

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