Tuesday 14 April 2015

TREASURES THAT CAN'T BE STOLEN

TREASURES THAT CAN'T BE STOLEN
© Athena
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 Disclaimer - this is a work of fiction and bears no resemblance to any reality whatsoever.
 The rays of the sun unleash their fury on her body ,
 Yet nothing melts this cold heart ,
 For so long was he gone n with such boldness,
 That she has begun to question her mortal existence
 She has started mistaken every passer by as him ,
 Not sure whether every stranger resembles him,
 Or has he become a stranger ....
 Such is the silence in the air ,
 That all she hears is a devil trying to break her heart's ice ,
 And mercilessly he strikes with an axe ,
 And the couple of blows ...those thuds ,
 Break her heart a little more ...
 Such is the irony of time that it plays a game of barter ,
 It takes away the warmth and yet burns her soul,
 It takes away the love yet leaves the magic ,
 IT TAKES AWAY YOUR LIFE AND STILL ASKS YOU TO LIVE ...
 Such is the brunt of justice ,
 That her rights over him are snatched ,
 He is no longer hers ,
 And don't think she was wronged or betrayed ,
 Oh no , never ...
 He just took away all that which belonged to him ,
 Rightfully so ... Just and fair !
 But there's something that no one can take away from her ,
 Neither the time , this universe , gods and definitely not him ...
 Its those beautiful bundles of memories,
 Memories...
 Of his stories ,
 Of his sleepless nights,
 Of his restless heart,
 Of his first talk ,
 Of his nervousness of the first meeting,
 Of his hug n the warmth that used to melt her heart ,
 Of his constantly looking at her ,
 Of his smiling and asking her "y don't u look at me"
 Of the rashes on his palm , made by his harsh work,
 Of the flat nails on his fingers,
 Of the game that made them stare into each others eyes for so long ,
 Of the first bite of food that he fed her ,
 Of the astonished feelings on his face as he saw the first gift she had made ,
 Of the kiss with eyes open ,
 Of the magic that followed,
 Of the sensation that scared them both ,
 Of his wide smile that reveal his shining teeth ,
 Of the pain that he hid beneath ,
 Of his tears that drenched her robe whilst he lay on her lap ,
 Of the knees that ached for so long ,
 Of his reluctance to let go of her ,
 Of him subconsciously moving his toes while half asleep ,
 Of the silent kiss on his forehead,
 Of her sitting on his lap
 Of the swing that followed ,
 Of the cap that he put on her head ,
 Of the smiles that spread,
 And where do I stop there are a million things
 THE BEST BEING THE SMILE THAT ACCOMPANY HER TEARS
 EVERY NIGHT AS SHE THINKS
 AS SHE ASKS GOD FOR HIS BLESSINGS . . .
 FOR HIM
‪#‎Athena‬
‪#‎am_mu‬

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