Ashes and Glass

I’m going to keep this pain.

Relish it, rewind it, remember it.

In cold, sweaty nights,

In long, lonely rides.

In rainy, muddy days,

In slippery, twisted ways.

Through the creaks in my eyes,

Drain it, dread it, dream it.

In music lost and stale,

In notes wrinkled and pale.

In ink, black, blue and red,

In the broken corners of my bed.

So, yes, I’m going to keep this pain.

Breathe it, blend it, bleed it.

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 -      -             Sayantani Sarkar.