I started this as a tale of revenge but I could not develop it the way I wanted to. I am posting it with loose ends or I should say loose middle! The beginning and ending seem right. Critiques are welcome. I need suggestions to get it right.
* Update: I added another stanza and changed it slightly. Hope now it reads better. There is still scope for improvement though.
With precise conduct, he laid down his appliances.
Checking those for umpteenth time, he stealthily
searched & found her. Holding his belief abeyance,
he analysed all that was in front of him. Evidently,
he could not suppress his elation. His endurance
had paid off; he had gained time, planning carefully.
Achieving what he had set out with arrogance
with the exclusion of what others had predictably
said about him. With muted pondering, oblivious
to sense of righteousness, calmly and wordlessly
wiping clean each single thought within his mind,
sliced her with his knife, cutting the flesh effortlessly
as if, he did it every day of his life. The intertwined
fingers, he separated slowly, the matt platinum ring
being only jewellery. Immediately pocketing his find,
closing his eyes to everything, he pulled the string,
hearing it give in with pressure, silent sound of death
at his feet. Enormity of his deed hit him like springs.
He recoiled from himself. Drawing in ragged breath,
he forced the knife brutally into his throat as aftermath.
PS: Don't forget to check on my book review: Chinua Achebe's Things Fall Apart.....:D