Confessions Of A Buried Corpse

You know what.. I want to fall in love again...just this time ,hopelessly; carelessly; foolishly. Love without any boundaries; Love without any hope; love without any cause just love.

Pressure of society; societal norms forced me to fall in love once. Yes I felt in love once; just the way I wanted; I gave it all; I thought I've starved my soul long enough; hard enough; and here's the sink where I would go all in; at all inside it; and watch it soothe my charred soul; just like drizzly rain cools down the scorching mother earth; and with divine hope; I watched her as I took seven rounds around holy pyre; hand in hand; with dreams of future together.

But you know, rather than being soothed; I burnt; rather charred in the holy pyre that was meant to be the witness to our union; each and everyday became hellish walk; as I turned; burned; charred; cried as my soul wanted freedom as it was tossed side to side; as I silently witnessed my breath trying to leave my body; being tired of endless troubles.

So I decided to free my soul one day; I just couldn't see it get punished for the sake of societal respect; so I decided to let it out free through the wound on my wrist; and right in front of my eyes; it flew out through the veins; through the dripping bloods; as my body stayed silent through the pain; after suffering all shakes of life, one for all.

 

My heart didn't stop beating though; it still beats; even if I lay down 50 feet below mother earth; my body as it gets all deserved rest; my heart still beats; in hope; that in afterlife; it would still be the same; as it waits; and waits ; in dream of a future where it remembers all; and forgives all; and wants fall in love again: hopelessly; foolishly; carelessly; in search of true salvation.