The Rose

A dazzling rose in full bloom

With her petals glowing with the warmth of the sun rays

Permeating hundreds of miles with her fragrance

Dancing in the wind enjoying its solitude

Until it’s time for it to be cut from the stem

To be wrapped in polythene,

Sold at the local market

Suffocate to a lonely death………………

Stolen Moments

I lay helplessly on the lonely road, blood gushing out
From where the mugger’s sharp blade left a deep wide hole.
As my life drains second by second
And my spirit leaves the body bit by bit,
Angel of Death appears before me to strike one last bargain.
I need to give him the happiest moments of my life
And in turn he will give me more time on earth
A few seconds from here and a few minutes from there
Can make up a few more hours of my life
Till some stranger finds me and call 911.
The more I give, the more I would receive
But my life will not be the same
With those memories gone, my past altered,
The future, a complete darkness.
But then, what’s the single thing in life that comes risk-free?

As the pool of blood widens, as the pain intensifies
The desire to live grows from every vein, every nerve, every muscle
He is asking for the day when I as a 12-year-old, got my Labrador,
The time that I passed my driving test and my parents gifted me the old volkswagen
The day of my graduation, my first book publication,
The time I spent with the best of my friends
That moment I saw Her for the first time,
Every second we spent together; making love, making war, then making up.
The moment when I proposed to her and she said ‘Yes’
My first son’s birth, his first step, his first tooth, his first word
Then the arrival of the second son and his “first”s.

I barely manage to whisper a No.