1.
trees are bare.
the gap between bones clatter.
i am haunted by Melancholia.
someday-
…….if not tonight-
someday
i might be the one floating down an unlit Lethe
i am scared and
i can no more feel your eyes in mine
2.
the air is vacant-
a polythene shout-
i am looking for sleep
in wilderness
……..in vestiges-
it was i who screamed when
the last leaf tore open her veins.
now there are only voices
cold ……………………..e c h o e s.
©Mohana Das
insanebloom 
oh dang..tight emotions in this…esp. the closure gave me shivers
Just read this after Gayle’s (bodhirose) and am about overwhelmed with the same feel hers gave me. Beautifully expressed, Mohana.
Oh, I can so feel the pain in this. The raw emotions. Fabulous imagery.
the last leaf tore open their veins…the allusion to suicide there just adds to the intensity of this…wow…