(7TH OCTOBER 1951 / Trissur, Kerala State, India.)


It was a meeting
On the road,
Never able to forget her,
She came back to mind
Again and again,
With the fragrance
Of the perfume she wore,
Again meeting
Her in the bus,
Not able to speak to her,
Her smiles to her friend
Hanging in memory,
The laughter so delightful
To think about,
Showing off her pearly
White teeth with soft lips,
The curves of which lingering
In my thoughts, I flet
Gooseberries on the body,
Life felt cool, different
At the arrival fo the anonimous.
The anonimity so cherishing.

Ravikiran Arakkal

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