IN RUINS

You left me in a thousand broken pieces,
that are nowhere to be found

I wailed
searching for those eyes that once met mine,

I waited
for you to knock at my door
and soothe away this pain

Agony held me into its arms,
the way you once embraced me into yours

Your name traced along my lips
that you once kissed so deeply,

And the scent of your clothes laden the white stained sheets:
Of despair and desperation, they smelt

Fill me in with your breath,
whisper thy name,
and I will be there
waiting for you

The sky glimmers full of dancing stars,
in the moonlight;
our initials twinkle,
dark and bold, as they write
ingrained onto those broken pieces that are nowhere to be found.

-Shweta Kher