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# an obscure view
- URL: https://thedreampedlar.com/an-obscure-view/
- Published: 2014-07-02T04:00:00.000Z
- Updated: 2023-08-06T23:18:32.000Z
- Author: Anitha Krishnan
- Tags: poetry

Oh, yes, there was a time, not so long ago,  
when I could recall  
every crease of your beautiful face  
with perfect precision

its smooth contour  
defined by your shiny brown skin  
how it crinkled up into countless folds and lines  
and I could see the laughter dance in your hazel eyes

so often had I traced your mouth with my eager lips  
our breaths would mingle and dance skywards  
like tiny slivers of our souls  
drifting together in the misty air

Oh, yes, there was a time, not so long ago,  
just after you left  
when I saw you in almost everyone I met  
round every corner, hidden in every breath

images of you I could see  
with eyes wide open or tightly shut  
visions seared into the depths of my soul  
with a rusty nail driven through my heart

but now the memories are fading, disintegrating  
like a disturbing dream  
once vivid in the subconscious  
now swiftly slipping away in the morning light

I see you  
with the fuzzy sight of the intoxicated  
that blurs the boundaries  
between what is real and what isn’t

I see you  
as if through misty eyes, brimming with tears  
like I saw you the other night  
when you kissed her under the stars

an obscure view  
through a rain-streaked window  
vague, unclear,  
like the explanations you left behind for me