The Light That lost its life

Death lay its icy hands on Siyana as she traced the reminiscence of her past. Glowing in the beauty of light, she was sunshine in every realm of her existence, with her touch she would heal and with her laugh, she would fill every soul with abundant zeal. Alas, every light that was blazed with radiance faces its plight. As she returned home, the love of her life smashed her head with a lamp, accused of shunning her chastity, in his rage he vowed to kill her. Thunder rambled across the city, hearing the sound as she looked out the window, looms of darkness surmounted their house, calling to the wind and announcing in the trumpets of air,

The peonies of hope you hold, the light you share

The amor that was meant to embrace you will leave doom at your doorstep’s despair.

As death lay its icy hands on Siyana masked under the guise of love, before he could rend the knife in her heart, she slashed his head with her sword.

Every soul she healed, every spirit that she kindled with her generosity,

Was testament to every ounce of love that she bred in her library of incomplete stories that

Once bred in the beauty of love now ceased its breaths at the hands of adore

As she looked outside the window, she heard the sound of the darkness that in its entirety had devoured.

-Hridya Sharma