Cremation Poem by Sarath Gopalakrishnan

Cremation

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I threw it out of my window.
It was stinking like a dead horse.
The stench formed clouds in my sky,
And poured down as memories.
I threw it far away in a desert.
At night, a scorching wind burnt my face
I buried it under the soil.
I slept with my windows shut,
Yet, the skeptic in me was awake to see its return.

I need to cremate it.
It's my love.

Sunday, September 24, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: lost love,love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 29 October 2017

A great start with a nice poem, Sarath. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks

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