It's
a new moon night
pitch dark,
no electric lights
or
candles lit
yet
a mystic light
fills my world
when in your arms.

At times I can't go on
not anymore,
my steps falter
heavy is the head,
body weighs down
and
inner organs gone,
light like a feather
am become.

And yet, something
I can't put finger on
is too heavy
just over me
and I can't go on.

Do you see
anything on my back?
A mountain like thing?
It's a weird one,
so big, yet invisible
and trust me
the weight is unbearable.

I may be breaking soon.

" Breathe!"
I heard.

Was searching,
countless words
I needed  
to write a letter
before I go.

But,
dropped the pen
shut the laptop.

One word
echoed on mind,
" Breathe!"

I saw the moon
through the bamboo leaves
a thousand times,
saw it peek
when clouds played
hide and seek,
and above the sea
as phosphorus danced in glee,
but
that moonlit night
when you held me
the moon, I did not see.

How can I,
when your lips
shut my eyes
and I couldn't look
up at the sky,
not even once?

Hello,
is there a way to stop
the bleeding  
on my wounded pride?
Hola,
how can I stop that pain
hammering endlessly
on my heart?
Bonjour,
Is there a tear drop
to stop my crying
before tears fill the sea?
Tell me, if you please.
Namaste,
Help me please
douse the fire within
before I burn to ashes,
will you please?

Marhabaan,
What, no one?
Just tell me, at least,
what did I do
to deserve this?

Have been that way
long, as I recall,
paused in spaces
that offered love,
co-existing,
spreading light
to nooks and corners.

Unwanted, if I felt,
removed myself
in silence
holding my peace
in respect of life
however it came.

Ans so
I walked away
without a single,
backward glance.

Your words came, deadly
no lesser than bullets
fired from ak 1 guns
causing instant death
of the self in me.

Metal bullets
could have been better
for there would be
weapons to show
to prove
a ****** committed.

My my living corpse
you see
walking to and fro,
the life was killed
long ago.