Saswat David Poems

I drown.
I drown in the memories.
Clutching my fingers helplessly,
Trying to hold on to the aroma,
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The curve tells a story,
The twinkle sings a song.
Fresh as the first drop of dew on a winter morning,
Peaceful as death, but full of life.
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When the stories shift like sand,
You feel like an outcast in your own land.
Trying to swim in an ocean of uncertain,
Sinking, but not making an effort to halt the closing curtain.
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I had promised infinity and beyond,
Yet like your heart this promise I broke,
Causing a wound so deep,
Even time can't find a way to cloak.
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I'm sitting here all alone,
Feeling lost and on my own.
Can't believe that you're not here,
My heart is drowning in fear.
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