Theme : Love
Loss
by Julia Dutta

In the spaced out breath
The skipped beat
The emptiness
Of the heart
I still hear a language
Unique, the voice of the heart
My mind deciphers
As loss
Loss, in the by-lanes of Koregaon Park
Covered with trees
The roads wind their way
Away from the milling crowd
These roads sheltered –
Even hidden
Silenced by nature
And the hands of time
They store in their memory
Our footprints.
Our shaded walks; our quiet whispers
Loss, in the high hill of Hanuman tekdi
The seven layered Japanese temple
Holds our story…
All seven layers of our love
Coincide with the seven levels
Between heaven and earth
And each we have touched; each touched us
Oh! Morning joggers
Tread softly, lest you trample on our love
Loss, in the laughter
The tears at Goodluck Restaurant
The maska pau outside Poona station
The biting breeze cutting us
As we sit hurdled together
In the autorickshaw
Going home after pau bhaji
At Poona’s chaupati
The happy smooch in the freezing cold
Warm up our hearts
Our real home
Time has frozen; so has my heart
Like a film holding on to a frame
Like a poet’s kiss
When time dissolves in timelessness
Frozen.
Distilled to a single word - Loss
I feel it in my veins

For Devashish – 14 February, 2007 

February 11, 2007

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