A Pillow

It was another late evening when Himani texted me, ‘suggest me a topic for a poem to write’.

“elaborate a bit”, I texted.

‘u know, smthng cute n probably a non living thing rather’.

After having a thought over, I suggested, ‘a pillow or a winter’s cap or a jacket’.

And finally, it was a pillow.

We both decided to write, and ya! She wrote it much better.

Here’s mine.

I open my eyes and finds you

There, in my arms

Close to my chest,

Your touch like a chou,

Sweet, gentle and fluffy

Ur arms entwined with mine

Ur hand under my head

My legs been bent over your body

And there, u smile

And the lovely, words of puffing essence

Says aloud, please, a little long

Stay here, with me

And I smell your body

It scents like me

I just fill that scent into me

It forcibly shuts my eyes

And there, you give me another few

Minutes of life on the imagination carpet.

But sweetheart, I had to leave.

'Oh no please, don't go

Hug me once again

I can't be on myself here

Let’s once again lie

Close to each other

And travel to the effortless heaven'

But there, i leave you,

Miserable, crying

On the bed, alone

On the curvy sheets

I work the whole day

And finally gets, nothing

But the evidences to realization

That am nothing.

I have no good choice

Than to be there,

In your loving arms

I weep, my face ducked into your chest

I know, it feels a little warm there

With your body on me

But, its sooths more

When you place your hand on my forehead

And your eyes smiling the same

Ur body scenting the same

And you lie, motionless

With your head on my beating heart.

I rub my cheeks,

To and forth

U adjust yourself

We both make ourselves comfortable

And once again,

We have our mental silence

In each other arms

Hugging each other,

With bliss full happiness

And a sweet smile.

And, next morning,

Again you are there,

For me, in the spoon,

My puffy fluffy pillow.