The last two minutes....

Its been a long time since I wrote a poem. The concept of this poem, is based on a chinese movie I saw a few years back(Courtesy : Non jacky chan movies on Adhiradi Thiruvizha on Star Vijay ;-) ). The scene goes like this....
The Hero is a cop, married recently. His wife is about to give birth to their child, and in this particular scene, she's struggling for "lives" at a local hospital.Hero Cop goes undercover, to keep watch on a gang of villains. He is in their territory, with no contact with his wife. He finds a PCO and enters it, to call his wife. As he is dialling, a group of villains arrive at the scene, with guns and lips smirking, ready to shoot him down, the minute he steps out. The call is answered by his wife, his child's faint cry in the background... He listens to the cry of his kid, and he takes a glance on the death fast approaching. He has two minutes left, till the moment the bullet pierces through his chest, taking him away... Two minutes is all that he has, to tell his wife how much he loves her. To tell his child not to worry... To think of each and every wonderful memories he will carry to his grave.... This poem, is a glimpse into what runs through his head, in those last two minutes of his life.....


The Last Two minutes...


My mind is a whirlpool
Swarming with thoughts,
Meandering around, in a pool
A pool of blood and treachery.
I stand alone, holding a phone,
I hear the sound of a new -born.
I’m filled with joy and pride,
Wishing I could be by their side,
I lift my head after a short prayer,
My eyes meet those of my destined slayer.
Death looks at me with a smirk,
The guns are loaded, ready to go berserk.
I know then, that I have only two minutes,
Two minutes, to challenge death.
For I know, the minute I step out,
I was going to be knocked out.
I hang on to the receiver,
With my mind filled with fear.
I shout “I love you!” struggling to bear,
With my thoughts flooded with memories.
Reminiscences speeding away in the head,
The joy at the unity of our heart and soul in bed,
The wonderful walk down the lane,
All making me go insane…
I still haven’t discovered that one secret,
The secret behind my wife’s smile,
And I wonder for a while, if my child would have the same smile,
I close my eyes, cherishing their smile, making a promise,
A promise to see to it that they always hold that smile.
The smile that made me ache for her love,
The smile that fails to leave my head,
The smile that will accompany me
To my grave, when I’m dead.
Mustering up the courage, I step out of the booth,
I’m greeted by something, searing through my chest,
The pain reaches my head, and I find a hole abreast,
I surrender to death, closing my eyes to its wiles,
Transporting myself across miles,
Into another world that lies, just above
Beautiful earth, with no need of a hearth,
A place filled with people, showcasing miracles,
Exhibiting a well known expression on their faces,
When I glance at their faces for a while,my eyes glisten,
For they are all filled with my wife’s smile… !

-Somsie