What If

By Mannat Kaushik

his hands around my waist.

his hands caressing my hair.

his eyes in mine.

his gaze. it's stops me.

make-believe, if you would.

or a hallucination making its way through the dark.

it's crossing every predicament.

it's creating a storm. it's relaxing. but it's left me in torment.

what if it was real.

what if it was surreal.

what if it don't conceal.

what if it's the inevitable feel.

a vision, if you would.

a peep-hole into the later.

nuances in myself. i feel them now.

stitches on my back. i see them heal now.

i see him.

i feel his presence.

his aura all over me.

his breath trembling.

a shiver down my spine.

a dream now, if you would.

because i see him fade away.

i keep standing.

still.

i am there.

in dismay.

he is not visible anymore.

and i, belong to the darkness once again...

By Mannat Kaushik