Kavyakankshini...bewitching words spun with spindles of thought and quicksilver yarn...: Pain

4.23.2010

Pain

The pain is still green
The pain of her loss
Green at the edges
And greener at the stem
Slowly unfurling
Curled up memories
Pushing through buds of agony
Tendrils of her touch
Are still quivering
Glistening leaflets
Wet with dew of tears
Rooted firmly in the dark moist soil
Of life

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