On A Bed Of Dead Sunflowers!

At times…

I Wish…This Night never ends…

So I may even Breathe a few stars…

& Lay them besides my tears…

So you may never know…

“I’ve Cried…”

At times…

The Comfort…Of this Blanket of Night

Holds Vulnerability Of My Broken wings

Crushed under the Will of My Beloved…

Who’s taken more…Then he could ever Give….

And thus I place…My Tears Amidst the Stars…So you may never know!

What A Kiss of Pain Is….

That strips you down Bare-Naked…

Where I Ask No-More even in Prayers

For Anything

Did some part of me die…Part that sought to fulfil itself…

Like laying on a bed of dried sunflowers

Wilted, lost its Vibrance,

Yet something within its dried seeds,

Still carries A Song….

That part but only wished to paint

Yet fatigued my tears rained

What shall you take now…

For this heart too is His!

“What shall you Steal now….”

Other than these handful of

My Unanswered Prayerful-seeds!

What shall you Snatch, Rob & Cut from me, For now this heart too is his

As Coco & I Rest, On This Bed of Dead Sunflowers….Holding on to the love we carry for each

For Coco, Who helped me stand on my two feet through such chronic pains, When I couldn’t even walk for months on end bedridden & no medical help,

Today when he’s in pain & can’t walk, My Heart Carries Him!

©️ Meghna/2022