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 © Christuraj Alex | Year Posted 2024
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