The heartless's heart

Heartless

You are so heartless,she said,as she cried holding her dear ones close..

He nodded,still raised his weapon,to fight,the coming crowd..

I really wish you death,he heard her words as he fought..

Okay,great,thank you,he said as he continued..

They are your children,grandchildren..

How can you not save them,the women behind her cried out loud..

He looked in the direction they stood,and the transparent screen keeping them safe..

Suddenly he wished.

Should I open the layer of protection a little,so that these so called great women of mine

Would feel,the nails of their children,tearing their clothes,then eating their fleshes..

Should I just vanish from here,so that they would look directly into the eyes

Of the monsters they have made..

But he could not..

He was heartless,that is why,he could not..

So,he smiled,beautifully so and continued to fight.

Until the last drop of blood was gone..

Then he walked towards them,to take their wrath..

Their curses,and alongwith that,the right to be called his,lover or wife.

He watched as the gems of love,in their heart,that he had planted cracked one after another..

And laughed,as thunder stroke..

Was it really their curses,

Or his pain,that made it the thunder rain?

Was it their anger or the grief of heaven?

Only one knew.

And he stood,beneath the rain of thunder,as they watched with satisfaction..

He was heartless afterall..