Post Offices

where are they now,
the good honourable
post offices
with red, waist high
rocket shaped
post boxes;
Oh! where are they now.

who have loved
have loved not too well,
the red little
post box
was not wooed
with equal seriousness.

you were young
into your first love
you always
pushed your letter
deep into the box
wishing that
letter sorter
stamp but tenderly
the love letter that
you have so carefully
written and secured inside
the cover.

every single time,
you pushed the letter
opening the unwilling flap
much like your first kiss,
the lady willing
and still not opening
the throbbing lips.


by samyak jain

Comments (1)

Excellent write, Aasiq. Don