When the phone rang last Sunday-
On the screen your name I viewed:
It constricted my wounded heart in
Rekindling memories I long refused.
It has been ages since we last met-
From when we parted at your gate:
I drove away from your steady gaze
That from my memory never fades.
As I softly said ‘hello’- taking your call,
In reply your voice was fixed and cool:
But the feelings between us did ignite
As if a thousand whistles softly blew.
I calmly asked how you’re doing in life
But in my heart violet butterflies flew:
In my mind they sailed, perched on you –
Then kissed your lashes, lips gently too.
When you asked me how my life was
With severity of your baritone diffused:
It blew the lid off your assumed cool –
As over the seas our longing brewed.
Speaking insouciantly of those we knew
It was desire for each other we renewed:
I felt you’d missed me as much as I did you –
So our breakup I ended, saying “I love you.”
PS: This poem is inspired by the movie “The Break-Up” http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Break-Up that I watched last Sunday. You could watch the trailer here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=guRKt55XOfU if you haven’t watched the movie yet 🙂
Shuvashree Chowdhury 