There she was,
Hanging daintily from the rock solid grave stone,
Looking over the grave,
Catching a glimpse of the sideway,
Caressing the wind from time to time,
When a man she heard weep,
Below her in a soft muffled voice;
"Why does not love me back mother?
Why isn't this we?
I am but the one left alone,
While you crumble under this tree"
He turned away from his mother's stone,
And she saw his eyes just once,
They were moist with tears of the male ego,
Silently hidden from the world around,
They were also very dark black,
Like the tunnel had no end,
The boy's grievance seemed petty to the loss he was sitting beside,
She winced at the misfortune life brings,
And thought to herself,
Maybe not being human was never a loss;
She twirled the wind,
And hastened the breeze,
The flowers on the mulberry tree,
Softly landed on the boy's face,
He smiled as they caressed him,
As he walked away,
And she smiled too;
As days passed,
He came again,
Everyday to the same place,
Talking his mind to the mindless breeze,
That nudged him to open up,
While she played the music in the wind,
To soothe his wounds,
And he playfully wishpered his miseries,
And longed to meet the girl he wished as his wife,
The birds chirped and leaves rustled,
He never heard her voice,
But she listened to all he wanted and wished he found them soon;
One day he said,
"I come here everyday,
I come here by choice,
There is some feeling of peace I feel here,
I feel rejoiced,
As if someone cares for me,
As if I am not alone,
I feel my soul is at peace,
I feel I am me,
And truly accepted for my being,
I love this place,
I know not why,
But u love it beyond repair";
She smiled to herself,
Satisfied with her silent caress,
Satisfied that the boy had been cherishing her company,
Even though her presence was not identified,
She was scared,
A symbol cannot be live,
And that one time she thought,
Maybe she wished she the human,
With a melodious voice,
Who could sing her song,
Or write a letter,
But alas she was here,
Overlooking the grave,
And crying with the dead souls,
A song of trouble, misfortune and grave;
Destiny must be of immediate consequence,
That her hopes were doomed before they blossomed in her very bosom,
He walked in with a fair lady,
With a wedding ring on her finger,
He kissed her softly but passionately,
And brought her in front of the stone,
He told her tales of how he came here,
While she wasn't his,
She looked distant but nodded between the times of silence,
She looked pretty in the white gown,
And held his hand with a light grip,
To soothe a friend,
Like a passing phase,
Her heart broke to see them stand down,
In front of her they stood,
To take his mother's blessing,
And he sounded like a kid,
Happy that he had finally found the girl in his life,
Finally she thought of him as he did.
The wind twirled like before a storm,
The graves shook like before an earthquake,
The rain came thumping down,
As if it were on war with the ground,
Throwing granades at it,
It's turbulent flow easily gauged,
He slowly guided her in the shade of the stone,
The two of them huddled together to wait for the thunder to stop;
The symbol of love she was,
With a heart of endless volumes,
She slowly pulled the strings of faith,
Telling her friends,
To stop showing their dismay,
While the storm stopped rumbling,
The two walked away,
Into the desserts of their life,
A story lived here to be told sometime,
The only hope he gave was,
He would return everyday like he always did,
Because he found solace here,
Love here,
Which remained inexplicable,
But he felt wanted here,
So the symbol of love,
Waits for him,
To caress his hair,
To chide his insecurities,
To see him up close,
But maybe it was a dream,
He hadn't returned to the merry land,
He may have survived the wicked world,
Or it may have made him a part of it!
She thought to herself,
Feeling shy,
Feeling dejected,
For she fell in love with a silent vow,
And she knew somewhere it was insane,
But she loved him with her all,
And she swings in his thoughts even today,
Her soul is sad,
Touched by the curse of human emotions,
She feels the pain,
But cannot cry!
