Never Healing Wounds Poem by Kamarudheen Amayam

Sad memories
like wolves haunt me
The love promises
we traded with joy…
How futile!
Our dreams has left
like a streak of rosy sunset.

In the clear evenings of last year
We danced
like rain cloud spotting peacocks.
Sang like the cuckoo,
Slept in the shade of cidar
All memories, now…….

In the lousy streets of city,
A hundred wingless lives peer eagerly,
On fever stricken lips
spotting a white smear of hope.

Here in dark ages
with shrunken eyes
A hunched back
with trembling fingers
I pen poetry,
On loss and repentance.

A ghostly image appears in mirror
But my heart murmurs,
You are also human
"Protect the divine secret
of the heart from injury"

Tearing the veils of grief
You'll once sing,
The praise of fate in ecstasy

Then I'll call you a corpse