Things you left behind

One of the things you left behind is an abysmal silence

That stretches like a gaping and festering raw wound.

This silence echoes under the tall dome of the ceiling

That we had together designed for our beloved home.

 

The house you built for me still stands but the home is

No more; it went when you went taking its very soul.

Now all that remains are the concrete and brick walls.

They mock my existence, devoid of life without you.

 

I am also one of the things that you left behind you.

There are days when I want to rant at you, beat upon

Your chest with balled fists for deserting me in the

Golden years that we were meant to share together.

 

But I cannot for you are gone, truly and surely as can be

And I have to live without any will for survival or living.

My dear, of all the things you left behind, I will tend to.

But I wish that you’d taken me with you, to be with you.


Image –Nikolai Voelcker  via unsplash

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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