The Unfinished Chapter - 88

Chapter 88

Luminous, the quiet night sky was luminous in its loneliness

Her eyes burned from the tears she cried

She pet her heart, wondered
A vicious dance between hope and death
Steps she didn’t follow, didn’t understand
Still, she was dancing
A tiny trail of tears made their way to the ground, silently
Earth was absorbing some of her grief
Only to be greeted with more
Gone were innocent days filled with dreams
She lay amid a scattered lot now
Questions, questions haunted her
Feelings mocked her
She swallowed hard
The pain in her gut killing… almost
And she lay, just lay
She waited for no answers, nothing
Just a visitor she was expecting
As she died another death tonight
Only to rise tomorrow, and die a million more deaths again...

The Unfinished Chapter - 89

Chapter 89

She tries calling out to him, she can't

Her voice is lost in the dreariness of everyday life

She was soft, but, love she believed would carry her call through

Tears welled-up in her almond-shaped eyes

She ceased calling, he couldn't or wouldn't hear her

She waited for a while as the crowds and noise engulfed her

Everything has an overpowering effect now

She slowly turned to leave

She left, just as quietly as she had come

Her love, her dreams, trying so hard to find a place in this heartless world

Sweet nothings, kisses, hugs, holding hands
These are her life, a life through love 

She was looking for him, hoping that he was looking for her too
 The wait is a long one as tears streams flow when her patience runs thin
For now, she is kissed with her own tears

But she'll look for her soulmate anyway
She knows she will find him
And when she does, she will hold on to him

Even if all she would do was break down and cry in his arms

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Chapter 90

She was free-falling in a deep, deep abyss

A bright light with snapshots of a life gone by welcomed her

Almost mocking

She stretched out her hand to grasp at them

They disappeared, mocking her unabated

She turned, shut her eyes swiftly

The pain of separation, heartbreaking sadness engulfed her very being

A flood of tears gushed forth

Her pain, her friend now, was almost physical

Her eyes were still closed

She was too afraid to open them

Too afraid to see pictures

Snapshots of dreams that now seemed like an illusion

Slowly, ever so slowly she opened her eyes

Mirrors, mirrors all around her

She looked at her face in those mirrors

And, she saw him... 

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Chapter 91

Surreal, not quite

The sound a ticking clock somewhere near, somewhere far

Breathe, wait, be

The quiet moon on a cloudless night withholds deep secrets

Wandering minds will play truant, yet again

The fallacy of it all was mocking

Yet, in so many ways love threatened to conquer

Love, dear love, what beauty you bring to this wretched world

Werewolves cries in a distance signals the escapades of a lost soul

Cotton clouds passed by the dark moon

Shielding it only just enough to be seen

Quite like the weeping eyes of a lonely lover who lines her eyes to hide her tears

She could sing another love song, but she didn't

Her arms ached for the lover she missed

Her heart sobbed for the soul she longed for

She danced to a tuneless song

Her feet bled, she danced anyway

And, as the ambiguity of it all dawned

She spread her wings and flew...

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Chapter 92

She lived her life in love

She still lives her life in love

Her feelings were, are, and forever will be true

She thought that was enough

Was it, though?

She stands at the end of a lonely road

Is it the end or the beginning?

She knew not, she cared not

She wasn't here

She was consumed by the bottomless vacuum that refused to abate

Dreary clouds part ways in the sky above

Brightness caused by sudden lightening

Thunder roared like it was a lover spurned

Like it cried as it stood and watched tiny, scattered pieces of a broken heart

It poured thundershowers like never before

Like the sky was sobbing for its lover it missed so dearly

A lover that was its life with whom it had none

The sky was lonely, the sky was nothing, no one

So, who is the sky then?

Like the sky, is she destined to look far, far into the horizon
Rejoice at the meeting of the sky and earth in that distance?

She gasped for breath, fought back a tear, closed her eyes

Just closed her eyes

This was going to be a dreamless sleep

She'd rather not dream, than have those very dream paint pictures, only to betray her

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Chapter 93

Delicate

Her tiny wings were delicate

She flapped them, ever so gently

They found flight, took her to a new place, a different time

Quiet gentle breeze caressed her long, silky hair

Stray strands kissed her slight shoulders, tickled her, almost

She smiled

She looked at her bosom, beyond which lay a beating heart

Her heart

She pet it, sang to it

Closed her eyes

A stray tear threatened to make its out

It did

But, this tear was different

This was a tear of joy

The joy of looking within

The joy of a few dreams, fewer memories

The joy of but a few hours

The joy of new wings

The joy of learning to fly... again, and again, and again, and again

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Chapter 94

Molten wax, burning candle, intangible patterns

She watched

Ever so quietly

Ever so still

Her tears failed betraying her this time

She listened to words strung together, producing song

Songs that she once sang

Songs that held meaning, once up on a time

Words, they are mere words now

Sung in that moment of gladness

In the heat of passion

Sung while love seduced, played a game that someone else would take

She closed her eyes, drifted away to the tune

Depth, emotions, feelings, love

She opened eyes,

Chaos in the real world failed to enchant her senses

Words, how she loved them so

How she clung to them like a lovelorn lover looking at her half for the first time in a long time

Words, beautiful words

Gladdened her heart, gave her soul wings... and then,

Stabbed her through the heart with a knife so sharp, an injury so brutal, she saw a dove cry tears of blood

Molten wax, burning candle, intangible patterns

She watched

Ever so quietly

Ever so still

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Chapter 95

The quiet of midnight rolled on nigh

A solitary star twinkled in the night sky

Her delicate wings found a flicker of life

She was weary

She twirled a slim finger around a strand of smooth, silky hair

Cotton like clouds danced to a tune so strange, so unknown

She looked at the face of the full moon

A moon promising so many dreams

Fulfilling them for some, shattering them for others

She watched, insentient, benumbed

A muffled sob defeated her throat, and made its way out

The murkiness of the night sky emphasised the quiet summer moon

Ah, moon, ever so lonely as that lone star disappeared

Beautiful crescent, hearkening ever so silently

It was bearing witness to dreams being made, dreams being broken

It shone, on the fragments that once were someone's dream

A dream that now lay pulverised, dissipated

Indeed, that moon shone, on all that was, all that is still to be

She closed her eyes

A slow, reticent tear crawled nonchalantly down her smooth, porcelain cheek

She felt it wet her bosom, its final resting place

As she mourned the dreams that evaded her still

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Chapter 96

Her delicate fingers caressed the rose gently

The petals were soft, like her skin

Red like her cheeks

Her tiny finger made its way to the stalk

Pain

She noticed that the thorn tore the tip of her index finger

She saw a bright red trail of blood weave an intrinsic pattern on her hand

She bent, drew in a deep breath of the rose

Sweet

Her rosebud lips broke into a slight smile

She closed her eyes

Trance-like she danced to an unknown tune

It was new

She clutched her rose tighter still

This was one rose that enthralled her very being, twirled her as a long lost lover riding a shooting star

And with her tightened grip came more blood

As that thorn on the stalk ripped into her delicate being again… and again... and again

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Chapter 97

She swirls, her flowing gown kisses the candle flames glowing all around

A trail of tears wet her cheeks

Burning eyes blind her for a little while

A wind blows in, gentle at first, stronger a little later

Falling sometimes, floating at others

It matters no more

Curled up tightly, eyes closed, this is good

Shut out everyone, everything

She feels nothing, understands nothing

Questions? She has none

Answers? She needs none

Reason? No, they’re always excuses

Logic? … … …

The bottomless abyss serenaded her

She was entranced

Her feet discovered life as she found herself swaying to a tune that enthralled

Swaying, she was

Her feet hurt, she continued anyway

She looked down and saw her delicate feet bleed

She felt no pain

Nothing

A stray branch entwined her thin waist

It pulled her from one place, transported her to another

She spread her arm, felt the wind pull her one way, then another

Her porcelain skin tore in places

She just watched

Then she became

She was is

She is was

… … … 

The Unfinished Chapter - 98

Chapter 98

As dreary as a starless night sky

As quiet as a barren desert where even sands fail to sift

As innocuous as a single dewdrop on a blade of grass

As untouchable as chasing the shadow of a ghost from a life gone by

As astounding as a speed breaker that refuses to give up

As disheartening as the thorn ripping through a delicate petal

As disparaging as the tear of a dove

As antagonising as shattered glass cutting her palms

As detached as feeling naught from glass shard

As still as a final tear from the eyes of her broken heart that falls in an abyss so deep, it's endless

As still as stillness does  

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Chapter 99 

One chapter ends and another begins 

Life she was told is about chapters 

But is it? 

What about the unfinished chapters in between? 

Chapters stay unfinished…till she’s ready to close them 

Some memories make her smile 

Others are like the treacherous sword on the gallows 

A constant fight between happiness and sorrow 

Hope and defeat 

Is she really turning these pages? 

Time is surreal 

She looks at the eyes in the mirror 

She knows the feeling only too well 

She doesn’t need a bookmark for this 

She goes back anyway 

Is it her or is it life? 

If it’s her, she has a solution 

If it’s life, she still has a solution 

No more going back chapters 

No more bookmarks 

This is one chapter that is compelled on staying unfinished 

This is one dance she’s dancing alone 

She laughs at the irony of it all 

Her mind takes her back…but only just 

Her aching heart and tired soul consume her 

They bring that unfinished chapter to her fore again 

Time, time they say has the answer 

This is one time she quit on time 

Will her chapter remain unfinished? 

Or is the unfinished chapter really a finished one?