Sri
You were gone, before I realized
And nothing did really change ;
Only the ever consuming schedule
No more jeopardized
Or, the surreality of the rail tracks
The isolated seat at the platform,
Without a soul to haunt
Perpetually;
The toy stories faded in some
Oblivious, dusty corner
Buried amidst the heaps
Of jargons, highs and lows
Tumultuous and jaded-
With the flow.
Lost?
And embraced, without
A woe. The return betrayed;
Of all that was supposed
To go. Wherein reinforced
With a strength superseding
All the blows.
In retrograde metamorphosis
Of the days of yore;
The patent corners huffed up.
Once more!
Curled up fingers and promises
Unfinished,
Vaporized into an; unanimous
Élan, ravished.
Dusk serenading
Over the cold and cornered
Allies
Strewn with some bricks and sticks,
Infusing it with warmth
As, the sun returned-
To the shore.
Embracing the calm waters
In a vivacious passion
Whilst two shadows, drenched;
In reminiscence
Journeyed from dusk
To an amalgamated
Moonlight...
It absorbed me as I read it. Thank you for creating something like this. <3
Sulagna maashi, Payel maashi, I’m just happy that you liked it. I hope I can do justice your wishes. (:
What a lovely piece…. woven together so beautifully. You do have a way with words! Keep the ink flowing!!
Sudeshna maashi, Sriparna, thank you. I’m glad you liked it.
Ananya, Saptarshi, Amrita, thank you for all the support. It is special to have you all read it n accept it.
Nilanjana, Thanks for em words. Means a lot. I hope my words , keep tinting hues in your lives, now and again. (:
Jean, Thanks a ton. Glad you liked it.
Excellent writing.
You weave magic with words. Keep it up!
Brilliant! Effortlessly fluid. Beautiful imagery.
This touched a chord in my heart Srija. Looking forward to more such beautiful composition where you cast magic with your command on words. :)
One of your best pieces read so far Srija.Gives me inexplicable immense pride. Good luck. ?
“The toy stories faded in some
Oblivious, dusty corner
Buried amidst the heaps
Of jargons, highs and lows
Tumultuous and jaded-
With the flow.
Lost?”
Wow ????