Flung out of the shrine I used to call
My own.
I seek solace in places ghastly.
Greater than thou but not thou.
Intricately crafted. Divine corporeal!
But not thou.
Sweeter tongues but I do settle for thine.

I pine closure.
I fail to howl.
Unripe grief bears no tears.
Unripe? Or too ripe.
A seething semblance to frail verses .

Now faces stranger to me familiar to you Replace my presence.
Ha! Replace? Seek anew
For replace fails to materialise.
Cause you my dearest, will eternally Pine the day you chopped your lifeline.

-Rounak Barman

(3/4/18)

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