The room was lit with the tiny bulbs,
The bed was regular-
with the pillows resting on either side,
The curtains were drawn,
The windows were kept ajar,
The door was bolted from inside!
And his beloved was facing the mirror,
The dressing table was well decked up!
Lipstick, polish and foundation.
The fragrance of rose and Lily,
bred a sense of carnal intoxication!
She wore a smile around her visage,
The necklace she wore sparkled with delight!
The bangles, earnings and plaited hair,
enhanced her mortal elegance!
She awaited eagerly for him to come!
The glitz had connived a scheme,
Ignorant to him!
Conspiracy brewed up in the coffee mug!
The eyes uttered the unknown language,
not of love,
not of passion,
not of conjugation!
She slightly laughed to herself,
audible to the walls around,
and to her malignant soul!
The door bell rang,
opened the door,
He walked in,
the door was closed again!
The music was played,
hugged each other,
responded to the music,
as they swayed and touched each other!
All of a sudden-
a scream tore apart the sky,
He was lying in a pool of blood!
threw away her ornaments on the floor,
cast an icy state,
at the lifeless corporeal!
Love redefined itself!
A fatal instinct,
slaughtered the blooming emotions,
was it to immortalise the bond?