Your absence II

The soul of the song missing from my lips

Reverberates in the shower and dies.

Outside, the koyal coos. Like a spurned lover.

Tireless. Insistent. Indignant.

Echoing footsteps drown the inner monologue

And heartbeats keep time with a lone drop of water

Trying to find its way to the bucket.

Hinges unnecessarily wail.

The wall clock’s unending kachak-kachak-kachak

Add to the silence magnified by the hollow

Of the spaces that you have left behind…

Now that you are gone, perhaps I should leave too.



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