Cooling my heels, I quietly prop across the inept turf……. Laggard and sedately, I don’t know when and how I had inscribed the entire sod of my heart to “his” name….
When ever I saw “him” I used to unfasten myself through a crescent which I could never discover again…..
Whenever “he” was in front me, “he was like a shielding cloud casting it’s cool shadow on me…..
Whenever “he” was in front of me, “he” was like a ‘pour of happiness and love’ for me….
I had almost relinquished my life to “him”….
But all of a sudden, that should of cloud or the pour of happiness and love dissolved in the mist of the cool winter’s drippy ambience…….
. . . . . . . . . “He”crushed my navel in just two shakes….
I tried to locate “him” everywhere… But “he” was found nowhere…..