When my pen
snowed
I broke its shishargaant
And wrote
About Our
cold relation.
Words froze
on the snowy page
My hands
shivered
I kangried
my thoughts
I survived.
See love
How you have
Wintered my life?
Alone
I tread the
frosty lines of my page
Like chillaikalan
Ready to
pinch strange vacuums.
(Shishargaant
= Icicle, Kangri = Traditional Fire pot, Chillaikalan = Coldest winter period)
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