That Night

That night, she gave a last smile to me,

I didn't realise how time turned out to be

Passing so fast I couldn't realise,

Reality stood at the other side, where I had to be.

It was as if her last question, she'd asked,

"Tell me", and I thought and looked around.

"Let it be", I replied, for the world seemed envious,

Before which swirled the terrible consequences in my mind.

Finally, we parted ways, while I wanted to run back,

Slow footsteps, moist eyes and a heart heavy like a wheat sack.

That night, it rained heavily within, when the world slept peacefully,

While every minute, I felt if I was tied to a rack.

I don't know if she felt the same,

If she knew my answer and wanted to hear the same.

I just felt a thump and wanted to scream,

I just wanted to meet her one last time, again.

That night, I failed, again. I failed to express what it is,

Or how it is, or since when it is,

Emotional fools the world claims people to be,

While we sit with our faces on our lap, reciting, "Next time, it won't be as it is."