Is that You?

Wide awake in the middle of the night..
The cold winter breeze still blowing..
Chris continued staring at the ceiling..
Flashes of events still following..

Laying there silent..
Tears rolling down his cheek,
Sadness one would call it..
..A silence that made him weak.

Her smile that awoke him..
In all those hours of distress,
The liveliness no one else could evoke,
Her every touch, making him restless

His lips curving up a smile,
And an insight a slight more into past..
His life- His Jane..
Their small world..with happiness, so vast!

The caressing.. The cuddling..
The desire and the kisses,
And now, the emptiness all around..
..The agony and the incomplete wishes..

Her long wavy hair..
And her doe-shaped brown eyes..
How they enlightened with his single touch..
..Only love, that he could realize.

Every single morning.. She would wake him with her touch..
Those nocturnal walks on the beach, life had already given him so much..

Even when alone..
She would cherish him day and night..
Looking at his wedding band,
Now, his heart couldn't control the plight..

Getting up from his bed,
Now he sat on the recliner..
Oh.. now came some new memories,
As he saw on the desk, her kohl and eye liner..

How she would take ages..
To get ready for an outing,
He would always have a frown on his face..
A result of the endless waiting..

But that innocent smile on her face..
Would make that frown all gone..
A smile would capture his face again,
..Like after the darkness, a new dawn..

For the umpteenth time..
"I love you"..
But it still wouldn't seem enough..
The words would always be her favorite..
Be life, smooth or rough..

How she used to make everything look easy..
Despite everything being wrong..
Not even an iota of sadness,
Her smile, never gone..

Taking her kohl, in his hands..
He remembered her dreamy eyes..
Every little thing she did,
Would always land him in surprise!

How she would tiptoe into their room,
And hug him from behind..
..In a second,his worries would be all over,
A fresh wind blowing into his mind..

He always knew when she tiptoed..
The wind chimes on the doorstep always making him alert,
But he would just pretend to be surprised,
..Never to make her hurt..

The wind chimes always told him..
That she was behind him,
Breathing in, her irresistible scent..
He would take her in his embrace, in their realm..

Taking her quilt in his hands..
Now a dreadful vision acquired his mind..
A night he wished he could erase forever..
Which made it impossible to survive.

"Happy Anniversary sweetheart"
Only if he knew the phrase held what..
The moments were ending so soon,
Never could he imagine..the happiness could last so short!

"I loved the gift you gave me, Chris"
That sweet red gown..
How he managed to choose the best one for her..
Searching the whole town..

"You look beautiful"
How can you say that Chris?
I haven't yet worn it..
You look beautiful in everything,love..
And with a smile, her face lit..

"But what about my gift?"
Chris, patience is something..
Maybe you should get a bigger red dress next time,
In a few months, my torso would get big..

"You are expecting Jane?"
How his words reflected his elated heart..
A tear made a way out of her eyes..
So perfect was their life and now there was another new chapter to start..

"Now keep the phone fast and come to pick me up"

How he wished, he could fulfil her demand..
To snatch her back from the ultimate's grip..

"Fire in Building 13C.."
"50 choked to death out of smoke"
"Get away.. Get away"
--Was all , that his ears could capture..

"My wife.. Jane.. She's in there"
How he shouted at the top of his voice..
But misery..screams ..sobs and sound of the sirens-was everything that he witnessed;
..Nothing given as per his choice..

And with a grimace..
He hugged her duvet tight..

How she was buried underneath that ground,
Wearing that elegant gown, mixing with her skin-so pale, so white..

Those same brown doe-eyes..
Now never opened to see him..
Neither did her magic touch,
Anymore..awoke him..

Feeling her scent, from her quilt..
He went back to his wedding day..
How he vowed to protect her from everyone..
..But how could he fail, this way?

Her smile still so fresh..
In every cent of his heart,
But that limp body in that grave..
..Why did god make them apart?

Baffled by his questions..
Which had no answer,
He went deep in his trance..
Trying, Trying hard for things to decipher..

With eyes shut tight,
He sank in his new found agony..
.......The wind chimes suddenly rang,
Bringing him out of his prolonged reverie..

The rods kept moving against each other..
Oh, that sound seem so familiar..
So joyous, so divine..
With everything, he was ready to surrender?

"Is that you.. Jane?"
He whispered, with wide eyes..
A gust of cold wind greeted him..
Making his heart thud, and urge to survive..

Taking one step ahead..
He clutched her duvet more closer..
Euphoric he was, but scared too..
..An uncanny feeling, he didn't want to be over..

He could once again feel her fresh scent..
But no voice gave him any reply..
The cold wind continued to blow strong..
And the white satin curtains flew high and high.. ||

Reviews

[Akshat♥]

I actually feel distracted my the use of black color ..
This piece is just fantastic..so much emotions are contained in it..
keep writing!!