Twisted tale

Ours is arrange marriage 
Arrange, no?
It was arrange adding to love marriage

I met her at her house
She looked beautiful,
We talked,
She called herself "rebellious soul, never confined , never to be trapped"

I loved her instantly for the second time , My first wife was also a rebellious one so she left me early.
I told her I never give up and someday will confine her with a slight grin.
It worked...

We met every week,
Talked everyday,
She turned me down when I gave her bouquets, chocolates but was delighted to my gentleman efforts,

That's all I wanted...
She could never get slightest idea about our future that I had planned with her,
Everyday When I looked at her
"Rebellious soul never to be confined" echoed in my ear,

It is our wedding day,
She became mine.
Waiting for me in the beautiful bridal attire
That's my wife , right ?
I told myself the rebellious soul is being chased by me
It's time to confine her.

That night she slept peacefully
Never to awake again.
While she slept I choked her breath with her dupatta ; the love she bore for me now transformed into fear,

Rebellious soul , so she fought
But couldn't win because I am her husband right?
She was maintaining eye contact all the time and I thought how much I love her more ,
My first dead wife closed her eyes when I did this to her, pity isn't it?
But she looked right through my eyes, making me hold her dupatta more tightly around her snow white throat.

And then she peacefully slept.

I never give up I said with another grin while closing the door of my Giant Refrigerator , confining her with in.

Abrogate

The cage of desire trapped her soul
Denied her appraisal
Even an hour sleep

This desire of cage
Made her weep
Until dawn was yet to approach

Being trapped doesn’t feel right
When you are the prisoner
And every one abhor your sight

But when you get the key of the lock
Opening it,
Makes your heart race

Every beat synchronize
like musical notes
Sometime skipping
A bit or more

And then when you are free
The spirit takes control
Leads you out of the plethora of guilt,
Of suffering
Making you comfortable in your own skin.