Day zero
Rush out to me before they bring me to my grave
I still want a glimpse of you. Maa's lap, king-size bed, best friends messy room
Upper berth of a sleeper couch, lover's shoulder, luxurious resorts on the sea and what not we have grown up sleeping at different places like shifting homes, sharing beds and blankets. But the grave would be last one.
Hug me tight, like you do. I will have my eyes closed but this time i would not hug you back, cry until tears ran out of water when they burry my body, you will see our memories in fire and ashes approaching to sky. Collect them, if you can
Next day
I am not sure what happens to phone numbers when we die, but i know i would still be in your favourite list.try calling me
You can even send a voice note saying i-miss-you. you know like, i need reminders too often to realize the fact that you love me enough. Now your phone needs charging have some sleep.
Day two
to go for a coffee today?
Did we plan We have shared coffee's. We have shared stories over coffee. I doubt, this time it would taste bitter even with sugar. When the manager asks you if you are waiting for someone say yes.
Next week
will ask you how are you doing?
People I'm not sure who will be your comfortable home now. But tell them you are not okay and it's fine. Make new friends, smile at strangers, you will feel good.
After years
If you witness clouds in a fine summer afternoon, I am between tow rain-drops
If you see the sky late night sleeping on terrace. I am that shooting star who still falls for you
If you ever read a poem without a single uppercase letter, I am hidden behind those words.
Waiting for you To find me..
