Your memories
On the prowl,
Stalking me
Every, moment,
Every where.
In the invisible
Strand of hair
On the pillow,
In the empty
Flower vase,
In the patina of dust
On the TV screen,
In the bindi,
On the dressing table
In the mocking,
Of the lonely mirror.
Your memories,
Hounding me
Closing in,
Every moment,
Everywhere….
Putting me
On trial
For allowing
Our love
To be emasculated
By the hypocrisy
Of values;
For letting you go
When
You needed me most.
The verdict –
Guilty!
The sentence-
To wear
The shroud of
Your memories
Every moment,
Every where,
For ever and ever…..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very well written poem.