Vivid Memory Poem by Aakash Nengroo

sitting on the staircase
outside my lonely room...
in the peaceful night...
i stare in to it...
looking keenly at the belongings
replaying memories linked with them
vivid....magnificent images

Imagining your touch on the closet door
feeling the cold droplets
falling off from your black wisps
falling on to my face
starled...i jerked away
and wooosh
you are gone

i wished to slip into it
again
lit up a cigar...
with a long drag...
the vivid magnificent dream..
struggled to come back alive...
in my mind
again

i see the book you once read
your sweet scent on it
enters my mind...
making it a heap of nerves...
with ecstasy...
as if you just here
flipping through the pages...
talking about its characters
judging them
being sad at times...
angry at other

i observe your face
expressions...
every single one of them
registering them
in my memory
for the THE TIME

the fire in the cigar
touched my fingers...
burned it...
jolting me back to reality
and i realise
that this was the FUTURE
that had dawned upon me
as my lonely
painful
desolate
and unexpected present...