The night in
her tenderness, the sky dark, the wind as cool as it could be, I stand there in
middle of a vacant yet fulfilling land. When the moon casts its light, I search
for a revealing shadow. There she comes. As white as the moon, as beautiful as
the night. She walks to where I stand, as she walks she smiles. She smiles and I
gaze without a blink. In her eyes I see myself. And I realize that her eyes
make me look good. Like I was never before. I don’t know who she is but her
face resonates of what I had always imagined. When a sudden gush of wind passes
through me, I see how beautifully she manages her hair. I want to walk ahead
and reach her but I stand motionless where I was. My eyes bewildered for her
smile, her eyes, and I think which is more beautiful. After a moment she stops,
she looks into my eyes as deep as me. I wanted to say come closer, closer to
me. But she didn’t, her fragrance is so amusing that I felt I could breathe it
for a living. I felt I could spend my life living with her without caring for
who she was. I wanted to ask her who she was, but killed the thought for I didn’t
care. Beauty was how I imagined her the way she looked. I experienced euphoria for
the first time then. She calls my name, my name sounded nicer, it tickled my
heart the way she called it. I couldn’t speak but I wanted her to call me again
for once, at least. She smiles again, and this time tears hovered my eyes. She starts
walking back, looking at me, waving at me, I wanted to hold that hand and could
imagine the way it would feel. I wanted to scream her to return, but she shook
her head for some reason I didn’t knew. I suddenly run for her, and she
vanishes.
She - The unknown
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