Rememberance - Poem by Anamika Jayakumar
Trickles over my feet, looked down,
Those were my tears, not the rain.
Psyche that wandered in vibrant reverie
Now baffles with the conflicts of a dying [soul] core.
Once a mirror, now those eyes,
Buddies dub it an opaque lens.
Behind the cheerful smirk,
They perceive the painful prick.
Cheeks still wet with tears,
In remembrance of those ember years.
Those thoughts throw me ablaze,
As if a paper to the candle's clear flame.
Inane [silly] joke, little did you realise
Thy words shattered someone's dreams.
When the knife splashed blood,
Couldn't realise it was me whom I hurt.
Lust did change glow go gloom,
Ignored the pain to forget the same.
Still I cry in your remembrance
For you were my greatest mistake.
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