Death becomes her

Death becomes her, they said,

Suits her pallor.

She was always hanging,

partly in the grave,

Was always half in.

had that melancholy look,

in her eyes,

which spoke of her heartache.

And was a walking obituary,

of a life gone awry.

Her heart had stopped beating eons ago,

But she had kept herself going,

with sheer will power.

Will to stay put and live and

not to give in to the grim reaper.

She had a life to live,

If not for herself then,

for her next of kith n kin.

She hid her tears behind a smile,

laughed so hard that her sobs drowned,

in the roar of thunderous applause,

of her family and friends.

They celebrated her zest for life,

unaware of her inner struggle.

They couldn’t hear her cries for help,

Coz she bit down hard on her lips,

to silence the screams.

She swallowed her tears and,

hid her fears.

camouflaged her emotions,

And pretended to smile,

through her struggling tears.

One fine day,

She came undone.

It took one unguarded moment,

to lose it all.

A single tear rolled down,

her ashen cheek,

A whimper of a sob escaped,

her bleeding lips.

She couldn’t bear to look at his,

retreating back.

Chose to close her eyes instead.

It was then that the world,

heard the crack.

It was the sound of her,

breaking heart.

She had become one with Death,

The long lost sister of her bleeding heart.

They embraced and became one,

Death becomes her, People said,

Death becomes her, they said.

17 Comments

  1. Sheba

    A very moving story Sulekha… I could almost picture her while I was reading. You have a very strong way with words and am sure it reaches far, far beyond your expectations. Poignant….

  2. Vivek Chamoli

    Hi Sulekkha,
    a very nice. . emotional post. . loved the flow of. words and glimpses of the events.

    thanks for sharing…

    take care..

  3. SAHL AHMED SHAIKH

    love the ending part..very touching

    "
    It was the sound of her,

    breaking heart.

    She had become one with Death,

    The long lost sister of her bleeding heart.

    They embraced and became one,

    Death becomes her, People said,

    Death becomes her, they said"

    humortechblog.com

  4. Mary

    When someone can write so well as to actually put an image in one's mind while they are reading, it is truly of gift. This was a touching post and although it had sadness throughout it, I am glad to see her set free in the end 🙂

  5. Kriti

    This is one my most favorite poems from your books Mitr. It really speaks to me even though I have never really allowed myself to be in her situation. You are beautiful!

  6. melissa

    Your words are so alive. They always..always speak to my heart in whatever state I am in. You dig deep and "death becomes her" really moved me.

    As I went through your poem, it was like going through the different stages of my emotions…

    although I could still put a positive light in this kind of death…

    Death to self perhaps…

  7. Rimly

    This reminds of how stoic we women can be. smiling and saying we are ok even when we are dying. Beautiful and heart wrenching poem Outlier. I hope there was someone who shed tears for her, someone who will miss her.

  8. Alpana Jaiswal

    I got goosebumps while reading it..its so vivid,asif its happening to me…u are fantastic Sulekha…keep writing…

  9. fantacy in practicality

    at last the world heart the crack of her heart when death became her though she deserved more.

    deep thoughts flowing, loved the poem.

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