A breath of a broken heart

Shukdeb Mazumder

My heart broken to pieces

is now searching for peace in nature,

in beauty, artistry, music and literature leaning against the wall of imagination

dreams and aestheticism.

Nowhere I see your face-

if I ever see you

I see a fallen fairy decorated with dust

thrust by 'no trust'.

I loved you uncommonly

but in return, you turned me to a burnt man

by the contact with your fiery behaviour. 

My breath was smoky heavy for years

but now I am at a breath of fresh air.

© Dr. Shukdeb Chandra Mazumder

12-11-2022