Salted Memories Poem by Varna Soyokaze

The sun seeks shelter beyond asphalt and dusty stones.
The sea, calm, cradling the boats gently on her lap.
The sky dresses itself in silver freckles and dusky tones.
While a bell rings in distance, muted through the city's humm.
The ache turns into memories carrying the slow burn of rum.

Fleeting moments, decade of sweetness drowned with the waves,
Oh! But the taste of salt lingers in the breeze, beneath the ribs...
Those fleeting moments drift back into the heart that craves
For time to rewind, even if it dies the same tender and cruel death --
Just another transient evening, here now, sharing the same salted breath.


18.30 IST
Marine Drive, Mumbai