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Sense

First it is awkward,
then annoying
and worrying
You see a pattern
and it hits home

There is shock
and pain, 
denial too;
Some justification
some attempts

Self wakes up
There is acceptance
to see the unsaid
hear the hidden

All is numb now
Life moves
Memories follow

Touch nestles
on the cushions
Smile hangs
between the paintings
gathering dust
Words play
hide and seek,
tired finally rest
on the tree in the corner

Time for a break
Narangi vodka
or a chilled beer?
or some Adel
maybe Simon & Garfunkel
Still deciding

All is numb now
Life moves
Memories remain

(c) shubhra
5th May,  2017

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