Parachute Hearts Poem by Sanjukta Nag

We were floating on the summit of the sky
Amongst the clouds of imagination…
When the time came to step down to the reality
I offered myself
And opened my heart like a parachute,
So that you could land without harm
Swimming through the finest wind of love…
But your heart was a parachute that never opened
And I fell and fell and fell,
Like a leaf falls from the topmost branch of a tree
Knowing the earth is its deathbed…