The Final Cold Embrace

Doth thee wonders to me, my life -

priceless moments, pearls you showered

Life in all its vitality, exuberance

Learnt I, to live and rejoice

for you had been there -

every moment a joyous celebration indeed.

The heat coursing through our veins

the flare of youth - embarked us on

our journey to the end of this world!

But alas, little did I know

that it wasn't forever.

That, happiness and brutal tears

are just two sides of the same coin -

the latter playing with our destiny.

Little did I anticipate

that final cold embrace

that killed your radiance and life.

Someone called it a creeping disaster;

someone else said a metastasis

for some, a vicious brute -

I feel it just killed me and you;

that cold embrace thus shared.

I live on, my life more than dead

cold beneath the layers of my mind

unresponsive and bitter -

cynical of my devitalized life -

where colours mean just black and white.

Memories may fade - but your face, no.

Tunes will be forgotten - not your words.

Pictures mean nothing - your smile still does.

Your corpse will rot - not your soul.

Come thee back to me - and this mundane!

Tend, I will, the plant of love and hope

that will sprout from you

Your breath coursing through it,

and my tears nourishing it,

and bear me the fruit of forbidden love.

Finding meaning in everything,

the air will course through me,

caressing and cooling my mind -

your soul, exuding from the being -

meanings only we both could comprehend!

They say you cannot love the dead

but the life that comes out

I do a little more - love you both!

Her leaves will dance in the breeze

and I will remember the music of your soul.

And one fine day, when all the leaves have fallen

I will come in search of that soul -

that was ripped away from mine -

I will welcome the final cold....