Hiraeth

I am going to die a slow death
poisoned by the dreams
I have nurtured 
in the womb of my heart
but couldn’t give birth to…

Of love that I have longed for
that has mournfully bred 
and filled every pore of my skin
of that nameless face for which 
my soul has filtered crowds…

I am going to die of the poignancy
that has clogged my brain
of the bittersweet melancholy
that I have had for company
for all these years
all these hopeless years…

~~~~~

Asha Seth

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        1. Yes, that is something, don’t you think? My day has been quite eventful. I am hoping now that the weekend is calm. 🙂 BTW, I looooved Kenzo. I am constantly listening to his trance tracks now.

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          1. It’s really crazy how that works out. The best experiences of my life came when I didn’t expect them at all as well. I might post a Murakami quote about it called ‘Side Trip.’ I’m glad you like Denis Kenzo, I’ve been obsessed with him all year!

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  1. is this melancholy due to the world or due to the soul mate?
    gham e duniya bhi gham e yaar mein shamil kar lo
    nasha baRhta hai sharabein jo sharaboN mein milein.

    Faraaz.

    nice poem .

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