By Aafiya Siddiqui
How do you grieve death?
It makes me numb to the core
Akin to the corpse that
lies there, on the floor
I could fathom that straight line on the monitor strangulating
my feelings, making me
emotionless.
No more pangs now
Scratching the skin of my heart
For it has finally bitten and
Taken away a little part
Gruesome murder it was
I’m the lone witness
I hid my fears under the panglossian armour
And fought with all my might
I envisaged a better future
I prayed, I begged, I screamed, I cried
But the boorish monster
slayed my feelings one by one in cold blood
Left me bleeding forever.
Now I envy the lamenting pens
And pheonix tears of mourning eyes
For mine have dried
Turning the fissure of heart
into deep voids.
Here I sit aghast
with the kiss of death
Which sucked away life from me
Leaving me a little more dead.
Bio:
Aafiya Siddiqui has worked as a researcher and lecturer in the field of Applied Sciences. She enjoys penning down her thoughts in her leisure time and endeavours to paint the canvas of life through its shades of black and white with her poetic expressions.
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