Theme: Fly

A Fly

A troubling fly
Crawled against my earthly ply,
Wallowing the dried salt of my eye
It merrily passed by.
All quested with wonder:
From where did it come in and why?
It annoyed me to so much extreme
That I succumbed to wake up from my long quietus.
Oh! Was it an abrupt wake-up call or a light supreme?
Then images after images rushed to my sight
(Demise of my feelings, a fear unknown,
Pangs to its crescendo, numbness of my state).
Was it all that dimmed my pensive life’s light?
I left that mourning bed,
No more tears I shed
O two winged angel! Where have you gone?
No more sorrows that I now earnestly own.
The scars you led were rather heavenly deep
As it woke me up from a long-lived deadly sleep.


More By  :  Khushboo Jain

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