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Shagun Khera

(09 June 1984 / Delhi)

And she gifted me Death! !

as the wings of pain flared up high...
and the shallow started to shake the perfroration from inside, ,
and i cud not no longer suffer..
it was time i called her...
for dying once in her arms...
elated my thought of dying everyday...
and silenlty i wud slip away...
in her arms...into death...
fade away.....

she came with a glisten...that almost found me besotted..
for once i cud feel her warmth close to cold..
which had been untill...caressing me like a mother..
and in the bed of razor..found the bliss to wait forever...
it was untill this day...the rain had parched...
the ignorance was held high..
for i chose to sank in what sunk me in...
love for the lost...lost for love...
and it was untill now...i called her..
to be my guest....
for my death...
for heaven wat they call..
wud bow its head in shame..
for an angel came..
to wish me a wish...
wrapped in her hands...holding red...
destined to murder sip by sip..

come near me...and bestow me with the elixir
for i'll lay in peace...
with a thought so profound..
atlast in ur arms i was found...
for i wud feel life for once..
hold it tight..before i depart...
and look into ur eyes...
without saying a word...
for u will never know...
and i will never show....

and then i looked into her eyes, , , while she helped me die...
i drank death..while she kissed me goodbye...
and for one last chance i asked..if she loved me ever...
she smiled and said... ' i have been heartless foerever...
and when the breath began to fade....
and mind began to sink...
she hugged me one last time...and whispered...
u've been trying a lot...its time to sleep..

Submitted: Thursday, April 23, 2009

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  • Sara Beloved (7/23/2009 7:25:00 AM)

    I really like these two lines:
    and then i looked into her eyes, , , while she helped me die...
    i drank death..while she kissed me goodbye...

    they just have something to them.... the whole poem is wonderful (Report) Reply

  • Neha Aradhye (5/11/2009 11:41:00 AM)

    that touched my heart.......beautiful write, dude! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
    i just loved-loved it.......

    for dying once in her arms...

    and then i looked into her eyes, , , while she helped me die...
    i drank death..while she kissed me goodbye... (Report) Reply

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