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The Recipe of Solitude
I embellish my arms with bangles
As thick as two strands of hair.
Their raucous cackles
Suffuse the tepid air.
Air that's fragrant with spices
I add to my copper pots.
Air whose redolence
Reminds me of what I've lost.
The dough that I mould
Sans a scintilla of strain,
Boasts imprints of my knuckles manifold,
Knuckles on which those kisses still linger, ...
Monday 15th June 2020 9:43 am
I Died Yesterday...
I died yesterday
With a pen in one hand and a diary in the other.
The latter's pages were inlaid
With prints of my curry stained fingers,
And splotches of tea,
And smudges of ink,
And spools of memories,
And streams of ridiculous cravings.
I fashioned the contents with the loose threads
I'd been stockpiling since forever.
Vibrant, prismatic, but half-completed...
Friday 24th April 2020 5:59 pm
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