[Disclaimer: This is an imaginary piece of work in its entirety and does not have any concurrence with any of your real-world instance; If any of you found this similar to any of your real-life instances, I assure you that it is purely a coincidence.]
Waiting at the bell, she conquered
her wheting desires of a sweet call;
seconds … thirds and fourths ran
clogging and never like a water fall;
she began to wait for hundreds of dozens
of time-units that steadied with a crawl;
not a call yet, not a tone yet.
She waited to conquer -
She waited to conquer -
Waiting at the bell, she conquered
the memories of her recent past;
her loved one soothing her in all happenings
that weren’t bitter and never last;
she roamed her living-room for she would hear
that 'tring' beckoning her fast;
she was happy 'then' and never now,
She waited to conquer -
She waited to conquer -
Waiting at the bell, she conquered
a message from her next born one;
took the instance to her credit and
moved a bit far to her loved one;
she probed him: ‘where is He? Is He there still –
as his call would be prompt in any case,
even if it has a fee’;
She waited to conquer -
She waited to conquer -
with her saying: the deed weighs a trivial pound,
but the heart and the mind for that endeavor
do weigh a trillion, two cents-per-cent;
he was awed for a while, caught in ignominy before
steadily buzzing that he had work;
she too wanted to say that she has one; but
She waited to conquer -
She waited to conquer -
a thought – uneasy and not so congenial;
she uttered to ‘end it all’ – does it endorse
a solution? she unfelt so, nevertheless, asserted otherwise;
he was shocked, and she was emotion-struck;
priceless liquid crystals rolling over his cheeks, and
hers was denser – all these sentiments were over the wire; but
She waited to conquer -
She waited to conquer -
the inquiry about a piece of paper, dated a week back;
neither a sniff, nor a whisper hung around
when the issue was at the rack;
she mumbled that this subject existed during their biking along the streets, but
all through, his discussions deficient in talking about it;
His panting consequential of rapid cycling forbade his speech? She guessed;
still she inquired of his hidden openness; and
She waited to conquer -
She waited to conquer -
a giggle from him for her query
being – ‘Is she worried in your absence?’ After moments
of over-working thought processes, the reply quoted ‘I don’t know ’;
she found the answer long back and kept saying ‘It’s there in thy mouth;
and I shall never want to hear them unless thou shall deliver’;
his words coagulated and his breathing pendulum sped;
priceless liquid crystals rolling over his cheeks, and
hers was denser – all these sentiments were over the wire; but
She waited to conquer -
She waited to conquer -
and stumbled upon the sniffles of his weep;
for a moment, she felt her world was dying on her earpiece;
even, his universe was muted amidst a few hundred decibels polluting around;
he unwrapped his biological warmth from within, opened his mouth: “I Love Thee”;
priceless liquid crystals rolling over his cheeks, and
hers was denser – all these sentiments were over the wire;
moments of silence, moments of tranquility, moments of smiles
contaminated by the left-over sobs filled their cosmos; seconds … thirds and fourths ran;
She conquered;
yet she was conquered.
