The phone rang in darkness; Making darkness more i

The phone rang in darkness; Making darkness more intense; And it gave the saddest news: The news about the bed: The bed which will detach us soon... Whole distance between us; Was passing with heavy heart; I phoned but no one articulates the truth; This scared me more and breaking me slowly.. As distance diminished amidst us; My heartbeats began to melt me; A part of rug on the floor: The spark i witnessed: Lead my tears fell out...... Vicinity of you, disturbed us; The Bed had engulfed you: The Bed detached us.... Bed trivialized our trauma; And ostentatiously vied over all..... Death Bed

Shubhi Setia