It was your birthday yesterday
We would have popped a bottle of bubbly
To toast to your ageless beauty
And our friendship
I would have gifted you a big bunch of sunflowers
We would have laughed the infectious laughter
And giggled to some lame jokes
Or neither of us remembered the punch line
I miss you
And the days I’ll never have
With you
In my life
Today
The first autumn leaves fell
They remind me
of the warm sun
no more
Because
I scattered your ashes
on the last day of summer
My footprints left on your floorboard
Strands of hair clung to the drain
Perfume stained the collar of your shirt
Whisper of ‘I love you’ echoed in your thoughts
Pieces of me stayed in love
with you
Six Sentence Story prompt word – Space
The sun prints on the floor to give a hint of time.
I have been sitting in the chill for longer than I realise.
The coffee has gone cold, and the froth has gone undone.
People perhaps grow tired of me watching them, they call the bill swiftly.
This table is meant to be bridging our hands together.
But with your absence, the space between us grows apart further and deeper.
The woods has memories
The flaxen sun plaited into the canopy of greens
Playful feet dipped in the cool stream
Lilac wildflowers witnessed their promises
The woods has memories
The trees whispered her name
He raged against the tree bark
Broken knuckles, virgin blood
The old well filled with tears
Covered by mossy sorrow
The woods has memories
A lost boy mourned his love
trapped in the woods
stuck in the loop of time
The trees whispered their names
A tree
torn and shredded
by violent wind
collapses in fragments
is a tree no more
Months pass
no one can help
that cursed tree
bear fruits
until the will
to live
take roots
Then
it starts over
slowly
in the right season
it yearns for
the sun
again
We see
one fragment
of green
pushing through
the dirt
It’s sad to say goodbye my love.
It’s devastating to say goodbye my friend.
I have kept this CD player
with our love story
hidden in the tracks
in case
you come to this cafe
again
we will share our love for music
just like the old days
before everything fell apart
Until then
I have no reason to revisit
the path we strolled along
hand in hand
sharing earphones
dancing to the beat
of our love songs
I wonder
will you blush
like you’ve always been
when you hear it plays
will you still
turn up the volume
trying to drown out
our heartbeats
I wonder
will I finally
allow myself
to break down
when realise
how much
I’m still
loving you
This poem is dedicated to my fellow Instagrammer who survived Covid-19 but lost her mother in India. 🙏
Mama
do you remember
we spent long hours
on talking about my future
choice of men
ways to raise my children
and you would be
by my side
to guide me
to help me
Mama
that became just
fractions of memory
all of the sudden
took me by surprise
in such a violent way
I once was a soaring bird
with wings you gave me
Now
I am faltering
failing
falling so ever low
touching the pit
of my existence
Oh Mama
do you remember
you spent hours
on comforting me
nursing my wounds
restoring my strength
But Mama
when you needed me
I was too weak
to look up
I was too engrossed in
my own battle
I lost sight of you
Mama
forgive me
Flicker of Thoughts 