''I can't feel my legs'' he said, barely moving his lips. Blood on his tongue flipped out of his mouth while he tried to speak. He felt a gentle hand, patting on his head. While those soft fingers roamed, ''Is this it? Am i gonna... you know.. go now?'' he said.
He heard a voice from above. He tried to move, but his head was heavy. Maybe heavier than his heart.
''Rest now, my love. Think about beaches you wanted to walk, movies you wanted to see, your past days you wanted to talk, books to read, boozes to drink.. You will achive them all. I always believed in you. Its now, time to you to believe in yourself that you can.. you can..''
''That i can go..'' he whispered. ''Fly like a raven. I shall free myself, and let my soul fall to skies.''
''No.'' She said, there was a vile tear near her eyes. ''Now, my dear, you shall burn in agony. For what you have done to me. For the souls you've shattered. For all the promises you've dishonored. But dont be afraid my love, even the biggest sins of this cruel life, may be forgiven, infront of the God's vision.
''But..'' he said, barely breathing. ''What about the beaches and movies.. and.. and boozes we hold in our hands while we talk about past days?''
''Hush now'' She whispered. ''Its too early to talk about past, anyhow.'' Closed her eyes slowly, a tear dropped on the dirt. From the tear, a petty flower, cracked the earth. She took the flower from her mother, and kept her silence while watching her beloved ones murder.
''Say something, please.'' he said, his lungs got even more shred. Coughed some more blood for hearing another word from his bittersweet death.
''Like this flower in my hand, you are passing away with mind full of fear from this land.'' said, as she dropped another tear from her eyes. As soon as the tear hit the dirt, a passionate white poppy cracked the earth.
''Like this flower in my hand''.. he touched the white poppy with his fingers. ''I am leaving you behind with eyes full tear in this land.''
One red poppy,
And a woman collapsed and crying over a dead body.
Young man's soul, flew into the night,
Without a single fear from the God's smite.
When he reached to skies, he was nothing but a shadow,
Thus, his body started to cracking from the tears of the widow.
Flowers blossemed viciously from his hand
He was now exalted vividly from this wasteland
Widow stood up, and shouted to heavens,
Her voice awoke the vicious night animals.
''Why him?'' yelled like grim.
''Why its not me, instead of him''
An uproar came from the skies,
When she looked around, she saw hungry eyes.
She knew standing against the gods was unwise,
But her heart kept telling her otherwise.
''Take me to him then'' she opened her arms,
She wasnt afraid of her own wastelands harms.
Without her love, she was just an ugly witch,
Now stalked by the vicious animals who had killers itch.
She thought, as she closed her eyes
How they watched the sunrise
He was a thief, liar, gambler and maybe had no pride
But only he accepted this wicked witch as his bride
His mind was full of desperation and sorrow
Only the witch could fill his hearts empty hollow
She cried one last tear, when she put on her vile smile
'twas just the beginning of their biggest trial.
The beast of the night did one strike from the shadow
Enough to crush the limbs of the widow
Two red poppies now, stood together on the wasteland
And a woman collapsed and saying farewell to this wicked land.
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