Day 11 & 12
Prompt : Et Tu Brute !
I hear your ominous laughter
I feel my heart slaughtered
My blood staining the pristine river water
I pull on my dithering will power
To foil the murderous intention of you, my lover
A beastly coward that hitherto I had failed to uncover
Stealthily I swim, stumble, fumble and crawl
While I witness you on the other bank prowl
I feel lost in the abyss of my life now lost its course
Your treachery sucking out my life force
I feel like a fool blind all this while
I nurturing our home through my sweat and toil
While you dug into luscious passion fruits
Planting your seeds night after night into newer soil
I came home tonight ecstatic to share my joy
Scarce knowing that to you I was only a lusty toy
We were about to become parents
Your ballistic reaction to the joyous news was abhorrent
I failed to read your devilish thought current
Your sudden decision to stroll near the river bank
I should have guessed was a precursor to a death prank
One shove, a mighty push
Was enough to complete your deadly ambush!
My soul sank into its own dark abyss chanting Et tu brute?
I lost the will to live; I decided to end this charade crude
By sinking and escaping from this world of brutes
When suddenly I saw streams of light from above
Beckoning my life to touch the river shore
I realized it was a reminder from Heaven
Not to entomb my baby beloved
I swam across the tide willing to rebuild my life
My unborn child steered me towards a course right
I decided to focus ahead without emotional strife,
I am dreaming of a tomorrow vibrant, full of glee.
My little heaven would comprise of my seraphim and me
A new dawn would break and from past we would break free.
©Paromita Mukherjee Ojha, 11-12 April 2016