[Note from Frolic: We are so excited to announce our new series of modern love poetry from the top poets on Instagram. Next up is part 3 of a collection from @shruteechoudhary. Read part one here.]
1. meet me near the clock tower
in our dreams, in the lost city
that is dark and uninhabitable
I can forget to read time
you can forget to
2. I don’t think the night ever ends. and in the a.m.
I find my way back to your doorstep, I pace back and forth on my tiptoes, I don’t want to
wake you. I don’t want to break
my dream which is even more fragile than a dandelion swaying to the wind.
and in the a.m.
I think about quantum entanglement, I don’t think they can mention you without
referring to me. like an antonym.
even though we’ve got cigarette trailed roads that go for miles, between us. even though you’d rather burn your tongue than let my name
rest in your mouth.
even though we dreamed of ending up
in Sicily and now it’s off your bucket list.
and our songs are no more
all the days arrive with resentment,
laden with broken artefacts that
made sense to only two people, centuries ago.
nights are more forgiving.
they have always been, you take your sorry heart and arrive at my doorstep someday
in the a.m.
and I might just take you back.
3. my heart
has been locked away
I haven’t looked its way
in a long time.
It’s got that old, closet smell
but even in its wrinkly disposition
it still knows how to
so last night
when I rummaged through
old feelings that you could
take to bed
I found my heart instead —
to offer you.
4. we meet
like needle and thread
that come together
to mend a tear on a cloth
like the absentminded reach
for the house keys as i leave
in the morning
like the rim of a glass
and my lips
do, when I’m parched
when we don’t meet
it is like
forgetting to wear
my favourite watch
weighs in on my wrist
like an umbrella breaking
on the rainiest day
like my poem
About the Author:
When I’m not busy being a goofball, I like to complicate my life for a living, so I can try and uncomplicate it with words.
I like to travel and make pictures. I’m also an actor, so I’m really all about the stories.
In poetic terms,
I’m the wormhole between reality and fiction
I’m the rhyme and the contradiction.