Breakup Poem by Somendra Gaur

Dense forests
Where the peacocks danced
Birds sang
&
Nights could hear his heart beat

The lover searches for his beloved,
After all the realisations & dried up rivers in him,
Above all the broke & mend,
After the storm has passed,
Sewed skin patches
&
Unsewed emotions

He has a bullet with her name written all over it,
Numerous times,

But the question remains unanswered,
Who deserves it more?

Whose head it deserves?
Hers or his own,

Acrimony is purest form of love,
He believes;

But who deserves it more?

Sitting at the shore of one deserted river,
Resting on a log
Who was taken away from his family,
He vincibly prostates to apologise,

But,
To whom?

If you find the answer,
Walk towards the deserted river,
Beneath the log,
Your lover sleeps,
Bullet was a lie,
Bereft is the truth.