Some aromas give you
A whiff of the past;
And you breathe in,
A part of your own yesterdays,
Like forgotten melodies rippling away
To faded pages
Of a yellowed diary.
Last day, the scent of turmeric
Took me with absolute ease-
To a pampered childhood-
Of healed bruises-
It showed me a serene face
With a sparkling nosepin
And a purple kumkum–
And wrinkled palms with rough fingers-
Adept at hardwork-
Tending to my wounds.
I reminded myself that the earth, in fact, had gulped down her soul-
And I wondered if she had left parts of herself here with me-
Probably her best ones.
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A thoroughly engaging and deeply evocative work.
Thank you so much!
It speaks for me too …. well expressed through simple way
Thank you very much
A sensitive,nostalgic poem adorned with apt images.
Thank you sir…