#NaPoWriMo Day 1: ‘Til Death Do Us Part.

And we are back at it again! NaPoWriMo, 4th year running, this time, once again with my favourite people, Kittu’s Modern Mixtape and Amour Infini. Go check out their poems as well; they are absolutely brilliant writers!

Today’s prompt via napowrimo.net was to write a poem inspired by ‘A Story About The Body‘ by Robert Hass. The poem needs to be an encounter, have a spoken conversation, and crisp visual imagery. My poem is in line with the prompt and the guidelines, but takes a much more unexpected turn!

I hope you like it! Happy reading! Xx


Often I dream of you,
And me,
And a secret little spot we share,
Tucked away in meadows green;

Golden sun streams through the leaves,
Down your warm smile–
You, awash in gold,
Your eyes gold all the same
Stare piercing through my heart,
A vicious dagger hidden away.

I can taste on your lips
The apple you bit into,
And a smile so devious
I could swear you’re thinking the same–
I have plans, so do you,
But only one of us is getting away.

Take my hand, my dear,
And we’ll dance around death,
You pretend there’s no dagger hidden,
I’ll pretend I didn’t see it.

It’s a sick, twisted game we play,
A push here, a pull there,
You and I dancing barefoot,
Your heart beating against my chest;
You started this game,
And I’ll be the one to end it.

Our last supper lay spread
On that blue blanket on the grass,
I skipped the wine you poured me,
I saw you slip poison in the glass,
You wanted me out the way,
After vowing “‘til death do us part.”

“You look radiant today,” you said,
“I don’t admire you enough.”
Oh, how I would’ve fallen for that,
Instead, I said, “So, admire me now.”

“Admire me now, for it’ll be the last
That you’ll ever see and know,”
I say, plunging my own dagger
Into that heart that had broken my own–
“You said ‘’til death do us part,’
And then you broke the vow.”

And in some morbid way,
I suppose it truly was Death
Who parted us so–
I watched you bleed out on the grass,
Dug you a grave no one would find,
Left you there, and never looked back.

Well, that’s a lie since I’m here again,
At our secret little spot,
You’ve grown flowers the same red you bled,
Spider lilies for the death that did us part.

~© Shubhangi Srinivasan.


Featured Image by Camille Brodard on Unsplash

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