Silhouettes Of Summer Poem by KUNAL SETH

Silhouettes of summer are long lasting
On the threshold of my room
Where curtains fall like walls defending the insides
The breeze sneaks in some light stolen from the window sill
The afternoon has put all its complaints against me
On neatly laid sequences of yellow and blue

Right or wrong it doesn’t matter
We are the rebels of the afternoon
We meet in sleep
We meet in peace
We meet when the world chokes on righteous speech
Daring the authority of morality
Forbidden dreams woken from midnight streams

The satin touch
The thirsty fingers
Shadow meeting shadow
Like the total eclipse of unison
A picture worth the silence painted on the sheets
Moments of passion drawing the smiles
Tune of our song making us go wild like waterfall

It rained, it pained
It kept us coming for more
When the same wounds needed a scratch
May be it’s a habit or an addiction
Goodbyes are like the gallows
Collection of fleeting breathes
Waiting to be revived again
We walked too far on the road with all the points of no return
Reality is a dot on the horizon, too bright
Reason never gives up the fight

Summer ignites the lamps of memory bright…