The Fault in Our Stars

-adapted from a novel & a movie(John Green)

It’s not what she wanted –

A simple wish or a miracle;

but; a staunch belief,

in “the infinite”, in which

even a coal dead lover could linger…

There was the blue sky,

With a bright star-

a faint star perhaps;

a meteor whipped in-between,

creating collections of galaxies…

Bringing in a Fairy Hope,

Irrevocably a necessity to her.

She, still walks gaily with,

The same old oxygen cylinder;

her breathing tubes now-

blissfully tormenting her…

The life beyond a fiction,

An Imperial one,

Led her to seek the infinite-

now a quest, hand in hand,

a world beyond her dreams-

Gustave had showed up…

But something was eating up

Gustave, too;

fate;

a fault in his stars:

or, should I name it,

her love…

Standing in the aisle,

Happy tears in her eyes,

pronouncing his funeral trial,

gustave on wheels-

watching her speech…

“I dreamt his dreams now

Tubes weren’t hurting anymore

I cherish his words;

a smile that made me blush;

living to remember him;

my gentle hope on an infinite… ”

06.01.2017

thaqwanahdi

(Nahdiya Mariyam)