She 1/~

She with her interesting personality held very strange wishes too. She was a complete fanatic for usual and ordinary ideas.

She longed to own the oceans, skies, and the very earth itself, brimming with all its heat because she was a divine; as of things she desired for.

She never forgot to make sure an eye contact with her has left you in a eternal anguish. Her eyes were never dry but get into them and one will find nothing but oasis of pain; to make the most feeble entity out of you that ever existed.

She 2/~

Fetching ideas from her noisy mind was my supreme pastime. Though she contemplated it as a no go deal.

Me being myself, With my very peculiar ways always jolted her to the point where our verbal communication is preceded by a very thin fugitive eye contacts.

Just like the laws of nature, she will whimper for a while and then lament again properly. Followed by uncurbed hiccups and undue chokes.

Finding me unbudgeable, Eventually she pick her eyes up with all the oceans in them to drown me to the profundity; from where I never will be able to rise again.

She 3/~

Her beliefs were firm and so was her doubts.

Being a very logical human being. Her subconscious worked on answers that satisfied her brains. Heart had a lower place in her scheme of beliefs as it held lower place in the human structure.

A mere connection over the wire had turned itself into the fort, which purely was made up of love. Too hard to conquer by any intruder.

But Alas! She was dynamiting each brick of the wall with her own handy doubts and misconception which needed no army. She alone was sufficient.

She never knew the fact a perfect love of centuries could be cracked with one misbelieve, mistrust, suspicion, wariness or doubt especially when it's built over the ashes of the one she already grounded.

She 5/~

She had the heart of a glass, dearly protected among her ribs.

Her heart barely did the job of blood supply. Post comments of worthless people always dropped her heartbeat to the point where her blood blobbed.

With her brooding nature she sheded ponds over minimal details, shattering herself apart.

But to your astonishment, Happiness was her glue, she knew the beautiful art of compiling herself swiftly even with the smile of others. Making herself vulnerable to be tricked again, eternity was her trademark.

She 4/~

She was a simple boxed girl, Seduced by raw nature. Being an ordinary extravagant soul, she minded minor details.

After several successful failures in the business of feelings she relayed on barter system. The business which she flourished over huge investments anticipated to be rust by the gestures from the people who even didn't mattered.

Though living among such bigoted chauvinists and free nescient shaped her like a crystal, dicey and vulnerable. A figure pendulum amid of desires and selflessness.

She 7/~

She was obliterate, terminable never befitted her.

She may have assimilated all the heat of the sun.
She may have gulped all the light of the moon.

Oceans were not enough to suppress her thirst.
Stars altogether were not sufficient to accompany her.

Fire itself was afraid of her vehement calefaction.
Glacial timid before her frigid heart.

Scrutiny her and you shalt be visually Impaired.
Hark her resonate voice and you won't alike another sound.

A mere thought of her would make a globetrotter out of you.
Feel her delicate touch and you would firestorm yourself.

Sit before her and you will perish.
Stand before her and you will bow.

Yet my dear She said:

"I am yours".

Where do you think I stand now ?

She 6/~

She was easier than 1,2,3.

Rough hairs, wild eyebrows, sinked eyes, pale cheeks, naked lips with an ordinary dress to cover her body. With just that she could have taken your breaths apart. Each detail of her meant to drawn me to the profundity from where I never will be able to rise again.