Life seemed beautiful
and completely full….
But that is still an incomplete life
If there’s nothing to strife….
Perhaps, in my case it was a dilemma
To save either my love Estelle or our unborn Emma….
After multiple self strangulation moments
Along with depression filled nights and mental torments….
The day arrived
When the red light got my senses expired….
The tempest proved to be at its best
For no one could tell the difference between tears and sweat….
Yet with infatuations for hatred
And the feeling that I was betrayed….
I remarked ” Thy Jesus
There ain’t any thesis or thesaurus….
That states an innocent
Whether unborn or living, to face it’s decent….
Especially when the plot
Depicts mother earth being deprived of the harbingers of love in lots”….
And in extreme exhaustion
I lost my eyesight to the mental imbalance….
When I woke up
All I could hear was a baby crying in the field of buttercup….
It was in pain
Probably dying due to the buttercup’s bane….
For a moment my disgust and disdain
Forced me to waddle away from the terrain….
I bursted into tears
Realising the fact that I couldn’t save my very own dear….
So thinking of her sacrifice to save our symbol of love
I tried paving my way to save the screeching dove….
But the field tricked me
As it’s thorns pricked me….
Inducing poison up my nerve
Which Languored my soul, but the thought of the beautiful curve….
On that baby’s face enthralled
My broken heart to feel a beat, so I hauled….
Forward to encapsulate the little soul in my arms
That moment became priceless as the dove giggled to entwine me in it’s charm….
I retraced my path, only to find a boat
Which could ferry only one to safety, that made me gloat….
So I comforted the baby onto it
And helped it sail till the midway, before surfeit….
In the form of darkness drowned me to my demise
Yet there was this unfelt glee in XXL size….
I thought I had died
But I was back outside the block where I had lost my sight….
Finally the red light was off the sceptre
And gathering all the courage I could, I dragged myself to unfold the awaiting chapter….
…. To be continued in Dreams And Dilemmas Part 2.