The Silent Suffering
it’s just another day
yet the air scents different today.
am not hurt
yet i feel my moist eye lashes.
is it your absence?
or the truth i know?
the truth that things are falling apart
the truth that you can’t understand me
the truth that there is no me without thee
but...
i know you feel it,
you feel the soft grime on the path of enamour
the path that i’d paved for us to walk together.
even this day the cupids whisper in my ear
the melodious sound of your beating heart.
how do I tell you my musings
for the fear of separation hovers over me.
this epoch of time, unmoving
i keep quiet and move along with you,
silently.
-gurumali
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