I TRIED…..I DID!

Blood dropping from my marauded flesh,

Death, slowly, taking me in its captive hold,

It’s hurting but I crawl towards the senseless figure

With closed eyes, in which my entire world would behold.

I remember the day we started our tour of well being,

Looking at those eternal eyes, my entire day would go by,

Shivering in cold was I and the wounds worsened my case,

But caring about self, was a rule, for her which didn’t apply.

Her single bruise would have driven me mad,

Because she was not a part, but the complete me,

Today when I raise her up my lap and call,

I see a battered, wounded self, though I believe this isn’t she.

One day she fell and I closed that path forever,

Without looking at her face, I resigned to start my day,

Now I run and run, with her in my hands, to make her feel a bit,

Tried all I could do and m still at it, so silent still she would lay.

Got hit were we when driving our thing,

She confronted the wrath, evaded me getting hit,

Secluded place and the sun was blazing hot,

I, with my, weakened hands, touched, but she wouldn’t move a bit.

Critical is she, because those beautiful eyes are lost,

Brown, deep and enchanting were they, only few of their kind,

Years passed and she is here typing this for me,

Now I love her more than before, as she the only hope, when now, I am “BLIND”