In the warm embrace of presence
Time darkens shade after shade
Unguarded, unnoticed, sure.
Space guards uncertain belongings,
As if nothing never evades,....fades.
Fond fingers of life
Caress the tresses of pain,
Creases of sleepless longing deepens
To be united with
The last kiss of breath.
Vivid absence fills the essence
Like some forgotten scent
That returns sometimes
In wakeful dreams.
Treasured visions
Fade into the gone moments of vividness.
- Kakoli -

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