Again

Death strikes again
Life comes to a standstill
You feel the silence
The unfairness
We look at ourselves
And ponder
Are we living
A borrowed life
Was it his chance
To be alive
That we borrowed
How can life be so cruel
To a young wife
Couldn’t death have come to me
And not him ?

She wished

She wished someone cuddled her
without crushing her
That someone held her
Without owning her
That someone spoke to her
Straight from their heart
That someone looked at her
Not her body but her soul!!