Author : Arijit Sarkar
She was pretty like the normal things of life,
never the exuberant kind
though he who was wandering in illusions found solace in her eyes.
The eyes which had many stories of love,
He looked at it all not with grief but with a gleam of life
for he was jealous that she felt those emotions once
but he hadn’t even tried.
he goes back to that place where he met her that day
Sulking into the feeling which he went through that day
After enquiries he gets to know she died a terrible death
as wars had battered her till the end.
He moved away to feel the grief,
that longing for someone and travelled,
around the globe to feel it all,
though he found himself trapped in her web of life
and he wanted to get back to her again.
Still curious he finds her grave and leaves a note in which he says,
“though I can’t bring back the time I lost..but i assure to repay it at all costs.”
He treads away feeling jealous yet again
for she had felt death before he tasted his end.