Apocalypse

By Dr. Shruti Pandey

I should've known the first time

I heard your voice fluttering like chimes

Your eyes that could drown my soul

Heralding apocalypse, love, you were my black hole.

The words of Neruda finally made sense

Oh love! Your aroma, so intoxicating and dense

It was like meeting 'Poetry' in person

The closer I inched, my agony would worsen.

Oh your eyes, those beckoning eyes

With a hint of blue though clearer than the skies

Somehow they seemed to hold the key

To the darkest alleys my mind could see.

Oh love! What an amalgamation you were

Of sheer joy and absolute despair

You were the calmness in my storm

Yet also the wind as the halcyon days would swarm.

Like a moth is drawn to the flame

I was now all yours to tame

Like the moon I surrendered to the eclipse

But love, you were my apocalypse.

Though my destiny does seethe

At the memories I cherish

In you I breathe

In you I perish.

By Dr. Shruti Pandey