Some relationships are, half finished bowl of cavatappi marinara
It’s impossible to leave it on the table and walk out to your way.
It’s equally suffocating to take one more taste out of its glory,
Red, cold, dry, leftovers of something that was steamy and spicy.
(c)- Shashikala Sasidharan, feb 17, 2016
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A beautiful capture ! Absolutely brilliant !
Thankyou Vijay sir !
The casual reader will find resonances in this work of those classic ” torch ” songs from the 1940’s and 50’s,from such artistes as Edith Piaf,Julie London,etc.
Louis Sir…Thankyou so much for such benevolent words, I feel blissful.Through your critique and comments I learn more about literature, it’s a privilege and education in itself. 🙂
Yes you have captured it ….food is a little like love …..hot that night…but cold next morning.
He he 🙂
Thoroughly enjoyed this slant of introspection Shashikala 🙂
Thanks Maya …