Holding My Hand

I lost battling with life, died single.

The day all said, "We can't predict God's plan. I lived single .

As days and years passed, people hit me through words,

for just being single .

Burden said kith and kin. Characterless said the siblings of father..

Every marriage alliance I met, 

Turned off for being a motherless.

I never craved, yet wanted to hold 

Someone who never sees my flaws as flaws....

holds my hands loose with bonding so tight....

Dreamt and dreamt amidst rejections and refusals.

Dreamt and lied Dreamt forever, my dreams turned into clouds ...

like the mat of Alladin, did it carry me among the clouds, I stood, with my chin up facing the sky.

The angel in the corner, right 

 asked me extend my hand...

I did as said, with eyes and my whole body light..

the soul, my soul that left my mortal remains unburdened.

Oh la! I felt someone holding my hand from above.

Holding my hand as it going to be clutched forever .

That warmth, oh heavenly.

It is he, the tall man of parts whose eyes orient, whose shoulders sea.

Whose smile filling.

A smile of the birth of crescent... 

He held me tight and looked into my eyes. 

His love is seen felt, touched..

The one I deserved, after years of humiliation and pain, found my relief.

The curse rubbed, the destiny, that began.

With my forever beloved, Holding hands.