She felt a hand coming towards her and touching her on the shoulder. She felt a sudden jolt of electricity and was thrown straight inside the closet where she had hidden before.
She forgot to be conscious.She even forgot to think. In that moment, there was him. And there was her. And there was lots of laughter and lots of happiness.
I heard a shrieked voice as sharp as and as a screaming crowd. We both were walking with our half body parts numb. Mutually without speaking a word, we decided to meet at the centre.
Love is choosing to see the light. Love is the hope. And most importantly while darkness all over, still you managed to spot beauty in it.
The thoughts kept rushing in, he wondered long, then he suddenly discovered that there was a sound from afar, it kept on rising louder and louder.
They slowly stepped out of the elevator. They could see a couple of red spots in the darkness. They took a few steps. Suddenly, a cry of pain was heard.
He was scared Xavier would say he had committed suicide after his failed love and that the man they were now listening to was a spirit.
It was the night before your birthday. I was making one last attempt at making you understand the depth of my love. I wrote songs and poems in your ode.
I took caution in checking every where and sleeping with a knife at arm’s reach. It wasn’t long before i was sound asleep but that night was sure a remarkable one.
This Hindi poem is about the poet’s wish to eliminate the inner darkness first and then to light the lamp on Deepawali to remove the outer darkness.