What Would You Do?

By Annesha Ghosh

I sucked in

A world full of air,

As a smile creeped onto my lips,

We are finally here -

At the end of the trek

That marked the top

Of your forever bucket-list.

You are shouting, laughing,

Jumping like a kid,

Who has finally touched

The toy of her dreams.

And I can't remember,

The last time I saw you this happy.

Or maybe, I do.

Your cheeks are melting,

Into the colour

Of a thousand liquid sunsets,

And your eyes,

Those beautiful caramel eyes,

Are radiating the warmth of 24K gold.

I must be making a fool of myself.

Staring at you,

Sweating like hell!

Thanks to Anemoi (or Vayu),

Who seems to have taken a leave today,

I have someone to blame

As my perfect (nervous) excuse.

But I can't help but wonder...

What would you do

If I told you right now,

That my pocket carries

A ring, an actual ring,

That I had bought

Two years ago?

What would you do

If you knew,

That I've spent

A whole life of time

Simply, by loving you?

The connection we had

Was undeniable,

Not like the birds-flying,

Violin-playing,

Unrealistic standards,

That movies are weaponed with,

To cleanse (rather, empty) our brains!

It was like the serenity

Of a Sunday church choir,

Ringing the keys of peace,

All through our beings.

Be it silence, or a mess full of chaos,

Our eyes could complete

Each other's words.

So, what would you do

If I told you,

That you had broken my heart,

In a million wailing pieces,

Like tiny flecks of glass,

That could bleed one fine,

Without being seen?

And as my gym-buffed chest

Gasped for air that day,

I had shed happy tears,

Knowing that you had

Finally found

The "love of your life"!

But, what would you do

If you knew

That you had even

Broken my only faith left?

Just when I'd thought

A trampled heart

Could hurt no more,

It crushed from pieces

To a wisp of dust,

When it saw

Your wounded heart cry...

Although, you might say

That's what love is all about!

Breaking myself

To fix your soul...

The sun's slowly wishing

Our day farewell,

And blending, gently,

In the light of your skin.

The stars are waking up,

One by one,

Each adding to

The bright twinkle in your smile.

And I can't help but wonder...

What would you do,

If I softly tuck the hair

Behind your ears,

And bring my face

Closer to your lips?

Would you let your breath

Find home in mine?

And what would you do

If I told you,

That my pocket carries

A ring, an actual freaking ring?

And that I've finally felt warm

And even brave enough

To ask you bestie,

"Will you share your smile

And life with me?"

Then what would you do?

Let's find out...

By Annesha Ghosh