Bluish Red

By Siddhi Joshi

He said he loved me,

He said he loved me with his heart and soul,

He was waiting to hear my response,

I said yes while I blushed,

My cheeks were red, pinkish red

He promised to grow old with me,

He promised to never break my heart,

He said he would rather die than not have me,

I looked at him contemplating if this was real while I blushed,

My cheeks were red, pinkish red

Today all the promises went in vain,

Words spoken earlier meant nothing,

It was a different way of showing love,

I resisted while I bruised,

My cheeks were red, bluish red.

I no longer wanted him,

And he said he would rather die than not have me,

He shouted ‘No!’ seeing the knife while I tearfully smiled,

It was just me reciprocating his love,

His corpse was grey, neither red nor blue.. just grey.

By Siddhi Joshi