Lose you.
The way I wanna
Let you go.
But the urge to
Preserve and
Remember you
Forever-
Like rose petals
Leaving hints of
Presence through
Fragrance.
Songs leaving
Traces of memories
In the tones that
Don't wanna fade.
But the monsoons
Convincing me,
I can't hold you
Any more-
The way I wanna
Make peace with
A drab feeling
In my bones-
I write, rewrite
Your name on my
Skin, but its tendency
To disappear,
Again and again-
Time does his
Job well, you see.
The way he rubs
It off you,
Doesn't leave any
Stain.
He's a slow pacifier
On a couch,
Smoking a cigar,
That doesn't need
An ashtray.
There's no phoenix
Without ash.
And the way you're
Fading away-
No scars are left,
To scratch.