Aftertaste
Unwittingly, even unwillingly
I have devoted my heart to memories
Of you.
I seek your face in all my new sorrows,
I fear the same ending
Of all my new hopes.
Unseen smiles reflect only you -
Ill-hidden longings to find my lost,
Mourn my un-dead love.
All the music my soul makes -
Sacrificial lambs at the feet of the man
That filled ten years of my story
With empty silences.
So many beginnings…
So meaningless unless you end
With beginnings of your own
What I never mean to start.
Only that which causes limitless joy
Can offer boundless pain -
I hear you smiling in your sleep
Your tongue wrapped around sweetness,
And rising from my charred insides
Is the bitter aftertaste of you.
Copyrights for 'Aftertaste' belong to Ambika Nair
Friday, January 19, 2007
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