In the cool of the morning
Open a bottle of last winter
The drone of traffic
Icy, black trees sway like the sea
Far from earth, a feral season
Dead winter grass
Clutching her winter fan
Dragging my knees
A sultry morning survives
As an empty shell
Tag: melancholy
Screen light
The hum of my laptop
Other worlds flicker to life.
On rainy days
your loneliness
stays inside.
Hold on, Goodbye
Hold on, you said.
If I knew where we were going
I’d lose my way.
Are we just the weight of memories?
I know what you’re trying to say,
The lost possibilities you still see.
And I’ll catch a cold, away
From your jar of hearts
But you already know,
So hold on, hold on,
The weight of fallen memories
Will keep us afloat
Away from Goodbye.
Rijul Ballal 