I Leave 'Twixt Pain and Ether

Prateek Joshi

A raise of toast to the heart ----------- It has lived again 
A round of applause to the beat ---------- It has caught up again
I have died a thousand times. No! The memory has not caught yet
The serenade is up and out again. Yes! The pulse has aced in the race
A fiddle has outplayed my heaven.
Of course! My doldrums ache and my wind in chest has seen a storm.
In spite of spewed blood, I live in laid foundations of my life.
My youth has assassinated yet another love --------- I chase my breath in cold winter rain

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