Manisha Mishra
One more lipstick
One more shampoo
One more mascara
One more perfume
In a hurry
In a swift choice
She rushed to the counters
To make them all hers.
One more ketchup
One more juice
One more cookie jar
One more butter knife
One more fork set
She grabbed them all
Panting through the shelves
As never before.
One more palazzo
One more off-shoulder top
One more pyjama
One more lingerie
One more evening gown
With bated breath
And a greedy gleam
There would not be
Another day like this.
One more Jacuzzi
One more bath tub
One more glass stand
One more chandelier
One more air conditioner
Would surely
Make her house impressive
She thought.
Incomplete feelings
Filling substances
In the intermolecular void
Of her emotions
One more life
Would suffice all her wants
She mused.
This work has been published in Beetle Magazine's July 2020 Issue
Illustration by Dhanashree Pimputkar