Credits : There are parts in the poem, distantly and directly inspired by things I have read. "For you, a thousand times over" is owed to Mr. Hosseini. The "I will love you" part is in my understanding inspired by Lemony Snicket. Credits to them.
I miss you like nothing else. Sometimes all that I can think about is you, your voice, your face, your presence and then your absence. Everything hurts. Being with you, being without you. You know that I love you, right? I'm screaming your name, begging you in words that you do not understand. Can you hold me, just tonight? I'll learn how to let go. I'll wipe my tears and smile. Just hold me tonight, this night.
I am learning to string the vermillion sunsets and Mumbai's lavender skylines in fragments of debonair vocabulary and poetic devices to festoon it around my collarbones where I hide the "original to some extent" version of my persona.
I am learning not to steal "the reason of breathing for one more day" from that 7 years old ligneous photo frame on my maroon wall where I gave birth to my first poetry. I am learning to wear some divergent hues of imageries by T.S Eliot, to escape the tenebrosity of reality.
I am learning to disappear because it hurts to be so different, it hurts to be a poet.
This place is like a dream to me where my reality doesn't know about that I exist here too. So thankful to those stygian nights who help me to reside within them and shelter my metaphors in a dreamy wardrobe which is made up of love and care. My silhouette is more blessed to find its home finally within the landscape of many heavenward syllables. Since three years, my dream has been breathing here with the melodies of an unseen lyre.
And, inside my cobbled dream, I'm just a mere orchid which blooms in a pallette of colours unknowingly and learning to bloom from other charming orchids and I shall continue to learn how to bloom and rise perfectly. One day, I will wither for sure but before the autumn's fall, I want to enjoy every side of this beautiful cruise.
This orchid is thankful for all the love you water and I will conceal the chalice of your kindness inside my closet to look that how I was loved and lived.
Completing three years here :-*
If I'll tag each and everyone whom I know and from whom I inspire, then it may take me a year to mention each and everyone. Kindly understand the situation xd. And really I'm thankful.