Souren Mondal

Gold Star - 31,436 Points (10th November 1991 / Chandannagar)

Purgation - Poem by Souren Mondal

The pain burns like the small tobacco

leaves in a pipe under the ashes

The smoke is inhaled thick

Life is in a broken moon,

pieces shattered upon a mirror,

The candle is lit up

the wind blows through

the flickering curtains

while the one who dared love


sits in a reverie of past memories


the greatest virtue of a whimsical cynic

who loves not yet shows

that love

True lies,

read between the lines

and the light and shadow of

our experiences,


the One is gone,

spent a fortune upon that One,

left no stones unturned,

But now that she's gone

her memories

pick my heart like the roses' thorns

What a laurel upon my head?

What an adventurer?

What Love junkie on my road to recovery of a love that meant nothing and everything at the same time...

Green, wild grass

not pruned is my heart..

A burden upon myself

I am


like a bitter shot of tequila

has gone down through my throat

on a dry, dusty day.

And ashes is all there's now

in my garden

The flowers she had stolen

and left...

What a marvelous theft?

what a thing of beauty is this craft

of stealing one's heart...

Meticulous, beautiful theif,

thief with smile of pure ivory,

cheeks of milk and syrup

yet a mouth full of lies

that smell like pèrfumes exotic

What a misery I'm

what a gigantic dream

full of hope

and devoid of substance you are...

What life is this?

what love was that?


oh nothing matters now...

For now it's all fragmented,

corrupted and beyond cure...


I am a soul of a broken lover,

with no promise of hell and heaven

but a permanent spot in purgatory of your memories

that will never purge....

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Form: Free Verse

Comments about Purgation by Souren Mondal

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/14/2015 3:19:00 AM)

    Wonderfully in garden of love pain burns like small tobacco is very amazing with imagery. Wonderful sharing.10 (Report) Reply

    Souren Mondal (11/14/2015 8:24:00 AM)

    Thank you :)

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  • Valsa George (11/7/2015 8:09:00 PM)

    I am a soul of a broken lover,
    with no promise of hell and heaven
    but a permanent spot in purgatory of your memories
    that will never purge...

    Fantastic conclusion of a love adventure, at once heaven and hell! Stealing your heart, she has left and you are in the purgatory of memories from where you don't hope to be purged! GREAT write! A 10
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    Souren Mondal (11/7/2015 9:07:00 PM)

    Thank you ma'am :)

  • Edward Kofi Louis (11/5/2015 8:49:00 AM)

    An adventure with the memories of life. Nice work. (Report) Reply

    Souren Mondal (11/7/2015 9:18:00 PM)

    Thanks Edward...

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 29, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 31, 2015

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