By-Shailey Kadam


On the hospital bed...

I have been tossing and turning my head.

The flowers are replaced each day from my window sill.

Still waiting for something to replace my illness and give me a strong will

I miss those stars and moonlight

Those beaches and our stupid fights.

Those cards and smiles.

Baby you left me alone on a cold and lonely mile.

I sit here mesmerized, hoping you would come back with a smile.

All I have are the flowers to offer.

And all you left for me is a coffin to smile.


I am not afraid to face your cross every day.

All I am afraid is how I always want to lie besides it.

To cover my whole body in your mud and find you inside.

Or bury our memories that couldn't fit in my life.


Someday we are going to meet again.

Our bodies buried at the same place.

Our souls above some atmosphere or space.

Somewhere in some parallel lines.

We would still be holding each others hand as husband and wife.



This poem has been published in the book 'The Last Flower Of Spring'. Buy the paperback copy on Amazon: https://tinyurl.com/y9sydnxn

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