Breeze

I am seeing the breeze
As it hits me after passing through certain streets,
And when I get distracted and try to move away
It dances and calls me back as an amusing prey.

Its presence brings back old memories,
The ones, which had us running around trees,
Now that I stare past the crease,
all I am left with is the cold breeze.

Pity it is, that you are of the past
for the aroma you carried seemed to last.
My hunger to see you never saw death,
Surprised I am that the breeze had carved it.

The feelings were deep, the pillows soft,
They are now all waiting, watching from the top,
They know for sure we are still together,
physically or not is not a bother.

I m not letting you go now or for never,
I always thought there would be a forever.
I wish things hadn't been covered in the cloth of sorrow
my eyes carried a pearl drop, looking for tomorrow

Hopelessly, I see you lying motionless,
Your simple face and all its gentleness.
I tried stopping them from taking you away,
For within me I knew in my heart,
That you wouldn't be able to stay,

They dint listen, and broke all my bangles,
Took away my bindi and left me in shambles.
Let not anyone go through all the distress,
I shuddered every time someone dawned my dress.

Today again the breeze has made a comeback,
Blowing all the pictures and memories in her sack,
I wonder whether the pain will ever cease
All I am left with is, the cold breeze.