A Poem by Somolekha Sur

The purple

 

The numerous acts of kindness…

Formaldehyde fumes of desire-

Who are you thinking of?

Anyone home?

 

The countless tasks of absolution,

Pouring the molten lava on the roads;

Anyone out there?

Shouldn’t you be somewhere?

 

The limitless possibilities in the purple

Haze in those eyes, blackout…

Maybe not you?

It’s the hall echo, dulcet!

 

The boundless freedom of forgotten love,

Felicity, recuperate, won’t last…

The sharks are endangered,

So are the gold fishes!