A Heartless Apology. Poem by Palash Sharma

I ran over your dog today.
Little pup frothing
With infantile excitement,
reduced to a subject, mute and immune
to your desperate cries and rants.
'Thou art the greatest heartless,
Man that ever walked! '
-You screamed, and let
my chest welcome the pounding,
of your distressed fists.

Dazed,
By my own inability,
To feel and be felt,
I let my eyes wander,
And my vacant mind to ponder,
Upon a suitable make-believe,
Apology.

When,

A foreign heart,
Strangely familiar,
Tucked carelessly among,
Your tidy belongings,
Waved a silent greeting;
And the crests, around
an eerie black hollow, in my chest,
curled up in non-anticipation,
of anticipation.

The pounding continues.



-(April 2012, Lumding)