October; the month of love and grief
Prachi Joshi 2006 (Punjab)
I often imagine myself in this place that keeps me alive, I have never visited it, though it occupies my mind. My will to live has been dependent on this place now that you can say, for a long time.
The surrounding trees have brown-reddish leaves, there are a lot of coffee shops made of uncoloured aesthetic bricks. I walk with coffee in my hand while the other one is occupied with a book, can't even see the cover but can clearly read the words. I feel startled as I walk, seeing no one but him, his face is blurred and all I can see is his clothes and one shiny ring.
The next thing I can see is me sitting very close to him, his hands in mine, as I grin. However, at one point it all becomes burdening as I move, slight gesture and I feel a wound. It was all blood dripping through our hands as they were still intertwined as before, and all of a sudden, his body was a corpse.
About this poem
This poem has been written in the memory of someone who doesn't exist, however still remarked a huge impact on the poet.
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Written on October 25, 2022
Submitted by prachiiijoshii on October 25, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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