Every moment I blink,
I recall those lifeless limbs
That is when, I play those old films,
And laugh at how much I was slim.
And dressed like a crazy chimp
Then she'd come to prank me from behind
And I'd cry like an old baby grind.

Now, a smile stretches out and evaporates
As I wish for it to happen again
To live that life again
And, to get pranked once again.

But now,
Every moment I blink,
I recall myself clinging to those lifeless limbs,
Wishing for those to move
And take me to a weekend *****..
I can hear her cough and sing
But she never cares to leave a trace behind
Probably, another game of hunt, Miss Pride

I need you to speak,
And call me a wimp
I promise, I won't mind
Just move those lifeless limbs, lethargic Miss Pride...

                                                   ~NIKITA MANSINGHKA