I had to get rid of your things today. You know, the stuff that got collected, As we went from place to place-- Your clothes that were still in my cabinet; A few pairs of shoes that were also there; A dried-up flask of your aftershave; The exquisite decanters of bahkoor On my ancient, rickety dressing desk. In fact, a lot of the domestic implements, Surrounding my waking moments, Had a screaming touch of you, my love. Every corner commenced a deluge Of forgotten thoughts and emotions-- And I had to cease the inundating tears That abruptly threatened to gush. One thing left to accomplish, darling-- I also had to cleanse my heart-- Orchestrate a smudging ritual That'll discard the ghost of your smile; Although, alas! Even its spicy scent Evokes the memories of your laugh! "Futile" #Futile #diwa #yqbaba
