Emptiness...

Wednesday night.. after a long time..

feeling cold in the hot summer night

there was a time when I slept listening to your heartbeat..

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for fuck’s sake, let us go through that,
the way we sipped hot tea on a sidewalk
in sweltering and yet soothing Kangra heat to cool off, 

a timeless journey.. and timeless memories.

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a paradox I can swear by;
witnessed at high noon beside me
your shadow casts a trivial shadow
baring the world ahead as a matter of fact,

thus I am trapped zigzagging between
lurid darkness and nebulous nothingness
to the shell and husk of you

lying on my bed after I had watched
the love and the person walk out,
leaving only a stale periphery of
what had gone by to show off, 

and puff......
a cigarette, sun filtering through curtains
like everything in the brazen past,
which appeared rosy in remoteness..

your skin, your ruggedness your heartbeat

gone... 

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I still lay awake on my bed with an empty heart..

a gap.. created ... for never to be filled.