Watching intently the deep blue eyes seems to say me but keeping the word within……as if freezed … Those 1000 watts of smile that used to make my heart stop is not reflecting the same innocence ..... The charm that used to unnerve with the way it used to take me….. its like magic unknowingly making mine heart melt everytime is magicless …. Those whispers and those unspoken those dirty little secrets in my ear holding me in the arms is somewhat looking for the words ..today She looks amazingly beautiful in the while robe drooping down the shoulders… I’m sitting near her reading the love letter of my pregnant wife what she used to write to her paramour ....seems they are more blessed than me strikingly beautiful than I can imagine to those paramours in my absence…. I killed her slashing her throat… passing my judgement making her pay for the bargain she used to do on name of my affection Looking out of window ln the rainy day…. trying to imagine the perfect words of my love letter I am writing on the piece of paper using the blood oozing out of her ….. filling the red colour within the nicely carved heart and the arrow….. and this time not using my blood to show my affection to my love and to the world…. She looks amazingly beautiful in the blood soaked dress even when she is unable to breathe She was so honest to her countless men…..other than me I am crying for the baby now… my eyes staring to her lifeless body ….. and the rainbow hanging over the sky… rohit
