Sruthakirti Writes

On a gloomy day, Where the sun was, Covered by dark clouds, His dark gaze, Was just like it, All rainy days reminded of him. The sunny days, Where the sun was bright, His smile was just like it, And every time I step out, It reminded me of him. And so does the trucks, That ran over him, The trees, That couldn't protect him, And the mirror, That reflected my regret. Your smile, Brighter than mine, Your hair, Shorter than mine, Your hands bigger than mine, Your shirt that smelt of Axe, And that hand that was extended, Asking me to save you. ~ SRUTHAKIRTI.M

Her death, It was something, I won't ever accept, She might have not breastfed me, But her warmth made me, She had dressed me up for school, Fed me with delicious food, And everyone claims that, I was spoilt by her. Many things that, I want to do for her, But if she move on so early, How will i ever do that? The little plant that she planted, Grew into a big tree that gave, Shade and fruit to all, And she wasn't there to see it. Her teeth might have fallen, Eyesight weak, But she worked to her bone everyday, And i hope she never works in her life again, And rules like a queen, But she already was a one, A kind and generous one, And we were her subjects. When I think of the day of her departure, I seem to ask myself if, I will be able to stand? Will I be able to cry? Can I ever stop crying? Will I miss her? Will I ever be able to stop myself from missing her? Thoughts run wild, And so does emotion. ~SRUTHAKIRTI.M

I asked for forgiveness, Not knowing what my sin was, Sixteen hours of hunger, pain, Tears and consoling oneself, Led me to talk to her first. Her words were like, The poisoned sword of Barbossa, A wound that would soon heal, I presume, But all deep cuts leave a scar, Scar that i will either conquer, or surrender to. I told my pains, Showed my wounds, But i was ignored, pushed afar, I wasn't alone, I had many with me, But this stupid heart still cared, For the one who made it bleed. I want to mend it, Took the blame, When it wasn't mine, Will the severed relationship ever be the same? Can it be mended? The cracks will still remain, for sure. ~SRUTHAKIRTI.M