Poems Of Love: Her Purse

She stood there in her most beautiful dress
And her sexiest heels
Tucked behind her ear, her shiny black tress
Glanced at her watch, nervously.

She wanted to think, but not of him
She wanted to do, more than just him
She wanted to live, past their moments
It was time, the sun was dim

Held her purse close,
Like she held his arm at night
Like it was the only thing that made her feel alive
But tonight, she was going to be free, she decided she needed no knight

Toxic, no he wasn’t
But she made him and she couldn’t let go
The best people, we turn them into everyday
And then decide, we want them no more.

Lifted her head and broke into a smile
As she saw him walking towards her, down the aisle.

Held her purse closer and she puffed up her lungs
With a breathe so deep, so she could hold it while everything was getting done.

He was three steps close, two and one
She reached for the purse and slit his throat, done.

–Gunjan Sethi


  1. Neha Kulkarni · March 16, 2019

    Wow.. I couldn’t resist reading.. Lovely line.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. shubhanshu004 · March 16, 2019

    Whoa! Surprise ending. I like it.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. thanisamanyan · March 16, 2019

    Nice. A bit perplexing. Different. Carry on.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. scriberly · March 16, 2019

    Wow! Didn’t expect that writing. Subtle yet surprising at the end 🌸 great write

    Liked by 1 person

  5. jim- · March 16, 2019

    I particularly like the line in bold. Truth! Nice work!

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Flor · March 18, 2019

    Lovely write ❤ ❤ ❤

    Liked by 1 person

  7. andysmerdon · April 2, 2019

    Wasn’t expecting that 🙂 Nicely done.

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Nishita · April 16, 2019

    The twist 😎

    Liked by 1 person

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