My pockets were once
Full of marbles
Colourful globes
That I'd toss up
For all to see
It made me happy
To see the sunlight
Of your vision
Reflected
In those glass orbs
Somehow the colours
Enhanced
By your glance
Then I gave them away
To you and you
Happy to share
Pieces of myself
Thoughts dear to me
Now my pockets are empty
And my marbles?
Resting with others
In bottles, on shelves
Another coloured bauble
Without identity
You can't remember
Where you got them
Or bought them
 

 

~Siddharth Sanyal~
 

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