Poems by Sumbul Nasim
Sumbul Nasim
Hollowness
The house is congested with emptiness
Ever since you left.
And I float in this emptiness
Like a zombie.
There is no life after you,
Only breathing.
This house is my closest companion
Who totally feels my pain.
This house too loved you,
Was accustomed to your voice, your gruff laughter.
This house has been my co-mourner.
It loved you just as I loved you,
Just as I LOVE YOU.
You were the sun in my dark house.
You illumined it
You gave it a pulse.
I have seen this house happy and smiling
It too had fallen in love with you
Hopelessly.
Once in a while, a poem comes to me
To make sense of this thing called
‘Life-after-you.’
That’s all I have
To keep you alive;
To go on
In a life steeped in your absence.
Separation
There is a limit to everything
But no limit to your memory inundating me.
Can’t you see I am tired of erasing you from myself?
But you!
You run in my blood.
Everything starts with you and ends with you.
You are in everything.
Everything is you.
This absent presence
This non-existent existence
This dead alive love
This no-love love
This hateful love
It’s you and I.
This is the cord between us.
This cord, this thread, this separation,
This is us.
Strange Us!
Weird is our love
Weird is our connection.
This ruptured connection,
Connected by separation,
Joined by the gulf.
Conversing in silence
Seeing with shut eyes.
We don’t talk these days
And yet we talk.
I hover in your empty room all the time
And you hover in my empty mind.
When were we really away from each other?
Did the separation really separate us?
Did the break-up really break something between us?
Separation, break-up—all these metaphysical concepts for crazy lovers like us!
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