Sepia Stains

Posted on by Reena Saxena

I smile at the mention of joy
as I wipe an errant teardrop
oozing from the left eye

I watch shadows in petal shapes
fall on the whiteness of milk
as it stands poised to boil
spill over on the stovetop
-the chimney above
sucks smoky fumes
with all negative thoughts
from an agitated mind
helps me unpack, unwind

I revisit the bumpy roads,
where the meaning of joy
changed with each jolt
and introduced me to
different facets of sorrow
-it sharpened happy images
Which I sought with fervour
-finding some
-losing some
-living with experiential stains
on consciousness

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