THE IDOL ELOPES~by Jernail S Anand

 

 

THE IDOL ELOPES

Through eyes, she sucked my
whole soul;
and with her words
dressed the wounds;

i wonder if this body
would bear the loss;
and ever these wounds
would heal;

memories spin their soft yarn
and weave patterns
on the time
which has gone by;

with a heart
emptied of all joy
and filled with desire alone
i look back
and call upon the lost aways;

the happiness refuses to recognize me;
i show her the mansions
where she kept her merry company;
which are desolate now;

but to no use;
it is a deserted temple
the idol has eloped
leaving behind the bricks
wondering at one another;

dr j.s. anand
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