There were times we didn’t end-up
Leaving our place having fights rather,
It was “the time” that flew like winter-days and summer-nights.
When the time flew with the speed of light that
could escape even the black hole,
I’d realise what love is and how precious this life is,
being able to spend it around you.
I feel whole for the while we exist, and
Then when you’re gone, my soul dissociates in the while waiting.
It’s not just heavenly but, more over a renaissance,
Every single tryst,
Our moonlight dancing and
All the little things.
“We’re like imploding stars”,
So, even if you rip-me apart from this shimmery galaxy,
I’d be happy if you pull-me in the black hole,
formed out of the collision-of-moments from our love story.
And so, again,
I’ll be taking a long nap,
With a hope of-
Reincarnation of us,
For more rendezvous’ ahead,
In another shimmery-galaxies.
BY VANSHIKAA SAXENA | PSIT COLLEGE OF HIGHER EDUCATION