Anupama K T

Touch me not.

Apart be.

Hearts apart.

Touch me not.

Four by four

Four bodies they were there.

Split into eight.

The boat rocked once and

they were twelve.

The boat rocked twice;

the sun knocked them dry;

the waves turned them bitter;

the wind sizzled them hot;

and when the night came,

there were a million piece afloat-

shimmered the waters…

Lost were the stories,

lost were the smiles-

at peace finally,

they were deaths apart…