Marooned in absolving shadows
Looking almost lost
The coconut-guarded house
Stares you in the face – –
The antique lock
Welcomes sun and rain alike
The cold wind blows
Rattling the mind’s windows – –
Once long ago, the door
Would shriek wide upon
And beautiful breasts
Strain against the fabric
Of my universe – –
Now on your land
A restive brown dog
Barks at its echo endlessly:
Sometimes, memories turn up
Like long-forgotten friends
Who make you sense
Absence is presence.
Poignant and introspective ,the sombre and melancholic thoughts of a character that one might find in a novel or play.
Thank you very much,Louis.
A moving expression of memories and time warp where past and present overlap seamlessly … loved the last line… thank you.
Glad you liked the poem,Kamlesh.Thank you.
Lovely poem with striking imagery and the ending is fabulous.
Thank you very much,Pramila.
A poetic introspection woven with a tint of glum about the bygone days and its memories. Concluding with perhaps the most powerful statement ‘Absence is presence’ just lovely Vijay Sir
Thank you,dear Maaya.