Gargi Mandal - Fall

Last night
I started up
With a suppressed shriek,
Shuddering in shock
Envisioning
You –
A shapeless rock
Falling far down
Into a shadowy abyss
Reserved for
Unquiet souls.

My tears streamed senseless
As if I could already see
Your crushed crown
Crumbling into crystals
Of murky splendour
And the crimson brine
Swelling out slowly
Into a liquid carpet
Fit to save
A million mortals
From an anaemic end.

But you fell,
Heedless of hell,
Hating to be helped
Hopelessly unkempt
And above all,
Having in gravity
A friend at your call.

Gargi Mandal

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