Monday, July 26, 2021

BROKEN WINDOWS



On a sill of a broken window
I could see scattered images
of the time in the past, that
we have spent in togetherness
Mirroring pain and pleasure alike
Now,
You let me pass 
The futility of my ocular vision 
That you are not there 
for my receptivity -
Upending my affection to the twinkling stars
In this full moon night

I lay here contemplating
The count of broken windows 
that may have been left unattended
Behind my closed and swollen eyes





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