Unstoppable Stanch


He put everything in his possession,
To stanch the flow of emotions,
Flowing in abundance,
From his doe eyes,

He even tried fooling his mind,
To assume floating in some amnesia,
playing his heart,
In some sleuth of fantasies‘ grind .

But that smile on her lips,
The curly dandelion locks on her face,
And the stirred up shades of love,
Keep resurfacing,
In his poignant memories’ trace.

How he wished to erase them all,
But more he tried,
It revisited him with an increased vigor,
Bringing everything to a grinding halt.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

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