Cutting The Light

"you held on to the edge of the rope,

even when you had the ardent desire to elope.

you didn't just stay here for the pleasure,

you hung on even at times of displeasure.

then came the day, you weren't there.

but only your memories were here. 

i should've known that it would’ve always worked.

but i pulled the plug, and even smiled. 

of course, i relieved you of your pain, 

but i realised i was the one who fell in vain.

it was like i threw the rope to you,

you gripped it tight,

and i cut your light.

i owed you forever,

now i won’t, ever.

i know i’m selfish Jake.

maybe the coma was temporary,

and i wish the reports had varied.

but i was scared,

it was always the same every day and each day rarely changed.

i remember once your nose twitched on its own, 

i  hoped your habit of fidgeting would never leave you,

but i realised that was the last movement of yours i ever saw.

goodbye, my dear husband,

sorry, my love wasn’t abundant."

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This was a poem written by a Krystine for her husband Jake. 

She waited for 43 years before making this decision. Their marriage lasted 50 years.

It may provide you with many morals. Everyone may have a different take on this.

But that’s what my blogs are about. 

To reflect.

Poem and blog by :  Shaon Bandopadhyay 

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