The tears flowing out of your eyes in your final moments still haunt me. You understood my pain, my grief, and my fear. I was terrified of losing you, of facing lonely evenings besides your garlanded picture on the mantelpiece. You were fully aware how emotionally dependent I had grown on you. You were also wise enough to see the shadow of death, and your inability to escape from its clutches. The tears reflected your helplessness. I am sure, you did not want to leave me alone. You would have gladly stayed back, only if you could……
I wonder what made
your tears flowing out
so precious, love!
Haibun Inspired by RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #133 #Flow&Tear