With Time

Long walks in silence
and maybe sometimes with little songs,
Time sneakily rewinds-
and reminds her what she had forcefully forgotten in mind.

A heavy sigh and she remembers-
the happy times.

Long calls into the night
and the conversations had with just blurry eyes.
The little presents that came sealed
in ribbons and kisses;
The hand-written cards,
little notes, and large.
It all comes to her mind.

Sometime’s on a long drive,
A part of a song she couldn’t despise,
and in the moments when something was very funny,
or bizarre, or just crummy;
In those early hours of dawn-
with sleep, safely, gone;
And in the late hours of many nights-
when dreams didn’t arrive;
With the colour of someone’s shirt,
and the smell of a certain scent-
Longer than just a moment-
He strayed back in (her mind).

Following the sigh,
sometimes, she smiled.
The other times her eyes twinkled,
with tears ready again to sprinkle.
A stabbing pain in the back,
and anger, and frustration followed track,
There is no going back.

Shaking her head,
and picking up pieces that fell;
She promised herself-
She won’t let her break again.

April 5, 2017

3 Comments Add yours

  1. Keis Tambawala says:

    So beautifully written. Loved reading it. Can’t wait for more of these in the future.

    Like

  2. Chandni says:

    I love this! I love your poems!

    Like

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