You departed and left behind many traces of fragrance, which now float in my world like some blobs of turquoise memories. And now in your absence, while I often sit in quietude relishing our world from the yore, at times the same soothing thoughts turn rogue, wrenching by heart into a tight ball, and the soul bleeds with a desirous squeal
By, Shantanu Baruah
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Beautifully penned about the longing desire of the heart and loved the way the color turquoise seeped into your poem.
Thank you so much for your kind words. Appreciate your read