Eclipse

By Sakshi Bhatia

Her moon was eclipsed today

and she was waiting for

the night to end

so she could deeply gaze

into that marble maze

and watch the summer of her love

reflecting

projecting

rejecting

her

her heart was eclipsed today

she couldnʼt kiss his lips today

And she cannot kiss his lips tomorrow

for the froth of her sorrow

comes in the way

Every day

There was nothing new

to say

But still a lot

That rhymed

there was nothing to reason

she had to pay with her time

and not feel

black like the gutter

black like the sky tonight

black like this communion

that was forever eclipsing

forever lovers

Like them

She wanted her moon back

she wanted her moon white

she wanted her moon

all through this eclipsed night

she could fight

but the sun and his phone were expected to be switched off

until tomorrow

and the froth from her sorrow

Was forming into clouds

and the rain from the pain

was going to be acidic

and the storms in the torn corners

of her heart

Would probably birth a rainbow

tomorrow

And she could borrow all the colours from the sky

to paint all day and remember a good yesterday

tomorrow

there would be a new moon

a new her, a new him

and the old sun

full of love

under which theyʼd crackled

By Sakshi Bhatia