Those few days

Those few days

And a decade of minutes
Filled my hours with nothing but misery
When I was alone in that distant land,
Where chirping birds and shifting sceneries were my favorite pastime.
But how could I endure every moment
When your hands crackled from behind my back on my bed,
And those irresistible memories knocked at my lips?
I started moving them along,
Yearning for your taste at once,
But found only a puff of air.

Those days were hard to spend.
I didn’t find a trace of you,
Yet there wasn’t a single minute you weren’t with me.
While taking a walk,
I held your hand,
Relished you under the shower,
Glanced into your eyes,
And then again at your lips.
A little smirk—
And I was shy.

Although your absence was impermanent,
I didn’t let myself drown in it.
I preplanned my life cycle
Along with you—
How you and I
Are entwined in each other’s aroma,
Fulfilling the unspoken gaps.
It started wavering around the water,
Hand in hand,
Stepping into a bright future—
To the solitaire that enhanced my beauty,
And the fluorescent wedding lehenga
That reminds me of ancient queens.
I decided almost everything.

As the days passed by,
The clock tended to tease me sometimes,
Especially in those night hours.
An unending garland of reminders popped my heart off,
Moistening my skin.
Even with every morsel of food I had,
I wished you could inject it into me.

Today is the last day here,
And I am all prepared to see you.
I don’t know if I will recognize you,
But never mind—
Your bodily fragrance,
Which kept me alive,
Will do it at once.

It is said that
A woman gets ready for her beloved,
And today, I felt the urge for it.
So I scrubbed my face,
Removed every bit of gunk,
To look cleaner—
At least so you may find me the same
As the last time you saw me.

And though you are not here,
I know.
So I can just tell you—
Once you recognize me.

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