“Strangest you loved..
called my name
sat along
held my hand
walked together
showed me path
crossed maples
lit the lamps
I followed blindfold
you made me forget
every other thing in the world
you came closer,
you placed yourself
in my heart..
irreplaceable.. your stature
you asked me to stand
in the middle of the land
I could never guess
you could have left me..
in quicksand..
….
can’t move further
neither can go back
day or night
crept slowly
stuck deeper
you never looked back
you felt no pain
you never noticed
I watched you in tears
I was yet to move and ask for the hand
the hand I wanted to grasp
in the most needful
sad, shocked and
..helpless
I was..
with no choice
waiting to be drowned
to be dragged
by the force
a touch – warm, sticky
and close touch
making me feel
the need of my life
my existence
that matters..
though not as breathing soul
but as a shiny,
muddy,
dusty, cold
as a part of death,
a part of new life
a part of new world..
a part of new timespan
……..
you made me..
a part of quicksand.”
