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May 2015
I have stopped breathing,
A few hours back.
Doctor declared me dead,
A few hours back.

I am lying in mortuary,
Chilled in ice.
My body is frozen fully,
Waiting for someone.

I only did the mistake,
I kept a note.
When I was just to die,
"Wait for him".

When I knew it won't happen,
I shouldn't have.
Kept a last wish to trouble me,
And my hubby.

We never met outside the mobile,
I loved him,
He loved me too as best buddy,
Just in mobile.

I wished I see him alive,
To feel a human,
I wished I listen to his voice,
To feel a human

But he never wished the same,
He perceived me as letters,
A few smileys, expressionless,
He was happy then.

When I was too sick on bed,
HubbyΒ Β messaged him.
After a long while waiting,
He dropped a sad smiley.

Hubby consoled me, and waited,
Only smileys came.
And I was to leave on time out,
Hubby messaged again.

Now, I am pulled out of mortuary,
Hubby whispered with a sob,
'My love, he is too busy and,
Weeping smileys for you'.

He covered me with the linen,
A shirt I bought for my buddy,
Just before I fall sick, because
I felt he will come one day.

On my way to graveyard,
I still wished to say aloud,
Love you a lot my best buddy,
I loved you unconditionally.
Written by
Prathibha Pradosh
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