Rashmi Menon Poems

There was no fireworks
just a tired mind
too numb to be nasty
bedraggled leaves
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Absence

No, I don't miss seeing you
Tilt your head a little to the side
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plastic bags digging in-

to her palms, leaving
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i like you best when you're sleeping,

peaceful, quiet, responsive to the slightest
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would you believe me

if i told you
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yesterday, it was in bloom,

the flame of the forest, bordering
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i love the way you snuggle,

all close and crisp and light,
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swaying ever so slightly

in his ambient light,
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sweet dirt, liquid and luscious

(infested, as the flower is) ,
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gooey skies and a quarter moon,

loony fun and syrupy swoon,
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