Space in my soul

That space in my soul

The one that I guarded with

All the beats of my heart

How did you learn of it?

 

You, with your lopsided grin

And the scattered salt pepper

Of your grisly stubble

Burrowed your way in somehow

 

I never let my guard down

And yet, you found a way in

With your infectious laugh

And your gay, cavalier manner

 

But, it was not so always, was it?

For this space was mine alone

A part of me that I kept

Sequestered from even you

 

Oh, you were mine and I yours

But still, this space was my refuge

The sanctuary I slunk away to

The hidden reach where I coped

 

Then, how did this happen?

When were my defences down?

Or, did your love like a chisel

Chip away the walls of my fortress?

 

Did you with your innate patience

Coat those stark, bleak walls

With the paint of your love

Till there were no more walls

 

Is that what happened?

For now I have no more spaces

So, tell me my love

How did you manage that?

 

By Sonal Singh

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About Sonal Singh

I believe that life is a repertoire of anecdotes. The various situations that we encounter, the many incidents of every day, the people we meet, our conversations with them; all make life a melange of tales. And, that is what I attempt to capture through my writing. My cooking is no different! It reflects my love for travel and my love for innovation. The kitchen is my happy place. So, even though by vocation I am a recruiter (www.rianplacements.com), by passion I am a writer, home chef and a hodophile.

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