All that you wantA Poem by Kshitij Srivastava
On their first date,
Watching him from the pavement steps Quite dressed up, he was. Continuously, she kept fidgeting in her dark rugged top, Until, he lurked behind the juice vending shop, With undone shoe laces to take care of. That was the DAY, When excitement got the better of him, And he knocked off all, but forgot the zip of his jeans. A few months later, When, daylight was just a medium, To get to the nights, being spent together. When the wake up make out session, Resulted in a mini heart congestion. That was the DAY, The lovers became man and wife, After he knocked her up, and promised to stay for life. A few years later, When the sheen on the fabric faded, Left with nothing but wistful eyes and mind jaded, When, communication was itself a barrier to peace, And this thought made them further exasperated. That was the DAY, When the touch of her lips, didn't make it feel like a goodbye kiss, But indeed, he was rammed by a truck with a bunch of drunken kids! She couldn't help it, Banged the walls, Poured her eyes, screamed her lungs out, Finally, she gave herself for her kids to reach out, In the coffin, when he laid cold and lull, And, she stroked his forehead with fingers so dull. That was the MOMENT, When all the DAYs, flashed inside her, With a goofy smile and roses in hand, He once again lit her face all the way up, Because she knew, she wouldn't trade it for anything in this whole wide world. © 2015 Kshitij SrivastavaAuthor's Note
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Added on June 19, 2015Last Updated on June 20, 2015 AuthorKshitij SrivastavaKolkata, IndiaAboutI am just a regular guy from India, 42.5 years away from the average expected life here. 😸 Before signing up on wc, the last time I had written something was during school. Very recently, I g.. more..Writing
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