In A Day Or Two

In a day or two or may be After not many more days I will not be alive. Sitting in Your cosy room, darning Your dresses you may no More listen to my heart beats. You may come out and stand At the door suspecting something Has gone wrong. Your sea blue Eyes will start spilling salty tears And soak her blouse. In a day Or two, you will not dream About our picking of berries in The backyard or throwing stones At mangoes ripening in the tree Standing near the boundary wall. We won't fall over each other Knowingly to show innocent Love. In a day or two you won't Visit my home with an empty Bowl for sugar or oil or salt That you have not yet run out You won't get a chance to twitch Your eyes at me like a doe hurt By the wind. In a day or two We will no more sing songs sitting On the wall. We won't put kisses On each other's necks when called By parents. In a day or two I will Miss you and you too, but not for long.