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Without You

Flashing dusty lamp
The termite hill, damp
Cleft of a mountain unfinished
Its cliffs as though diminished.
Dewdrops decorating the window
The modest moonbeam show
Philodendron Birkin
Ancient wells caved in
All these, your paintings, you loved, I know
They are now without your glow.
Without you, the sight is unsettling.
The aches of your memories are deadening.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2024




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Date: 2/14/2024 8:23:00 AM
Such a poignant read Christuraj. Powerful. ‘Dewdrops decorating the window, the modest moonbeam show’. Love these lines especially. Like Sara says, that last line - wow! It really grabs you. Terrific conclusion. Thank you for sharing.
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