Wednesday, 9 March 2016

'Seven Sins' : A Collection of Poems (Lust)

The third one in the series. Enjoy :)


have passed-
since that day
under the fig
tree. Our promises
were countless, your eyes had
shone with the inferno of
my heart. Standing on your tiptoes,
you bit my nose languidly, and smirked.
In that intoxicated clarity,
we both knew it would not last forever.
You were gone next morning, a letter
waited on my table, your hand-
writing asking forgiveness.
Life has moved on, grey hair,
mortgage, two sons- but
how could I

Copyright © 2016, Tamal Kundu

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