Relumination
Was that a tinge of love or just a yield of patience, or maybe luck by chance, had I done something good or am simply overpaid?
Today she didn’t spoke a single fire but warm water, as soothing as evening shower. I didn’t know how to respond, how to deal with that pity shit, but something known could be spotted on her eyes. Will that lead to something or will that get to the same dingy cell from where it originated? You probably can’t get back to square one, probably those roses will still have the forks pinching you, or maybe someday I’ll be able to design a forkless rose.
The choice of the pathway is left to me, unresolved and untraveled.Yes, sooner or later I’ll conquer that very road.
Jayishnu Roy
(Sacroelements)
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