silence of silences

soundless sound

of solitude

except my friends

photo frame and lamp

midnight is now

broad day light

you know what

the dusty mementos of our love

are scattered all around

in my small room

I get choked with

the smokes from

half – burnt woods

or wounds !

tired , exhausted

the aurora of hope

my only strength ,

my virtual tendril


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the green leaf

has turned off white,

dry, pale

rainbow  of  reminiscences

somehow faded with time,

uncared for

retention needed nurturing interface

not a  failed telepathy.

memento of moments

relishing of  history

neglected feelings

the searches of  solitary midnights

and the soliloquy en route

indifferent  fantasies

you see,

the confluence of  the blame and guilt

is not the question

tiding over with a ferry of understanding


who knows

the leaf can turn lively, green

with little love and care




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