(Inspired by the movie Lootera )
The snow-clad tree stood tall braving the blizzard,
for it had promised its last leaf to me, and you.
Silence has always been the bridge between us – me,
the princess and you, her knight in shining armour.
I chirped like a true Pakhi, the myna or magpie,
while you listened draped in a shawl of intent.
Now, my voice is miffed by blood and dread,
while you rant away chasing to hold the life in me.
Ours is a story of pain and love, where I
bare myself in words, and you express
When you say nothing at all.
This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda