PILLOW IS MY COMPANION

I could vividly remember

I never needed a pillow

Untill you had another child mumma

Your lap, and sometimes your hand had been my pillow

I would hold your soft bag like stomach tightly.

In some time 

I found my new pillow

To engage in sweet fights

With my siblings

And to hide chocolates, hair clips 

And occationally my test papers 

Under its covers

Early morning to cover my ears

To stop ringing alarms.

As life changed 

I found a new pillow 

To hide my feelings 

Guilt, anger, happiness

All my desires.

Growing up made me find 

Another new pillow

My valentine's gift

A heart shaped pillow

And would spend hours

Staring the pillow

As if 

Holding it tight 

Wetting it with tears 

Would bring him back.

Again, the arrival of my new pillow

The most comfortable one

My husband's hand

Assuming it to be my last pillow

But time changes everything.

N now i m here

Lying on my bed

Passing my golden age

Diseased, helpless

I still have a pillow

To support my corpse's head.