HIS PROMISE

I stand, half-hidden, hour after hour, all day, peeping

Through the very narrow slit of the closed window

Afraid of the people walking on the road will see me

Keep the window always shut, but for tiny open slit

If they see me, they will start their usual comments

They will call me a mad lady, who had lost her mind

They repeat every day, why is she waiting in vain for a man

The soldier who is dead in battle, which Army confirmed

Who are these people to judge me, my sanity of mind?

What do they know about the love between us two?

What he had promised to me, before going to battle

How will he ever think breaking his promise to me?

Said he, I will return one day running to you with medals

Or my cold body will come with a flag wrapped in honour

But his body had not come to me but, only his uniform

How will I believe, that he was missing from the border?

Suddenly, door burst open, he rushed in and hugged tight

As I cried, he said, I know dear, for me you will ever wait!

 As speechlessly we shared this moment of endless ecstasy

Lost in endless embrace stood we, icy wind roared around us

The next day, I saw the people crowding around the window

Wept, disentangled, body frozen, still hugging the window

An unlucky girl muttered they, stupid of them not to know

I, the luckiest woman, to die in the warm embrace of my love