These tiresome ties
Tenuous and tedious
Sometimes seem lies
I must have conjured up
...
Give it just a little love
Even if it’s all
You have
Every day at dawn,
...
Currently a resident of Somerville, New Jersey, USA. Hailing from Kolkata, India, I while away my leisure by arresting the mesmerizing moments of life in words and photographs.)
Fall
Last night
I started up
With a suppressed shriek,
Shuddering in shock
Envisioning
You –
A shapeless rock
Falling far down
Into a shadowy abyss
Reserved for
Unquiet souls.
My tears streamed senseless
As if I could already see
Your crushed crown
Crumbling into crystals
Of murky splendour
And the crimson brine
Swelling out slowly
Into a liquid carpet
Fit to save
A million mortals
From an anaemic end.
But you fell,
Heedless of hell,
Hating to be helped
Hopelessly unkempt
And above all,
Having in gravity
A friend at your call.