Thursday, 25 October 2012

HER ILLUSION

Stock image of 'Lady outdoors puring the sand as a symbol of time'
 
She just saw a mirage on an empty desert land.
She ran to it bewildered over the sand dunes destroying them.
She was about to reach when he again mislead her.
He disappeared and she found no trace of him.
Existed neither him nor the sand dunes.
 
No precipitation ever had squeezed out the life out of where she was standing.
She closed her eyes and swayed her breathe out.
Her head ached and feet burned.
She sat down like a lifeless doll.
Seldom did she smile.
Earth beneath her all wet.
Dusty , hungry , thirsty she.
Dying she.
Dead was her illusion.
Often an urge to stand up straight woke her.
All she saw was never ending earth.
Dried her tears before streaking down her cheeks.
Eyes half closed and eye lashes all wet.
'He' was running towards her with superiority and strength than others.
She smiled and slept again thinking it was a beautiful illusion.
She slapped her for seeing the impossible over and over again.
He came closer, kissed her forehead
and picked her up with gratitude.
His eyes wet.
She smirked and said,
''you are not late.
You kept your promise.
I can still die with you caressing me and
I lying over your lap''.
 

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