Stranded


I had left my Soul stranded in
the dusk of your desires.
Wrecked, my sorry tears
flood these sundry shores,
beyond which wavelets break
in each other’s adoring arms,
kicking nacre-blue luminescence.

Then one day he
washed ashore, calling from
behind unwilling oars,
transparency glazed with salt,
complaining. He left
to seek me, for you never returned
as you had promised.

©Mohana Das

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18 thoughts on “Stranded

  1. “He left to seek me, for you never returned as you had promised.”: Beautifully sad dichotomy here, regrets, failures, and new promise all included. Very masterful of you, Mohana!

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