POEM: ‘Proxy’.

Making of memories,

Momentary,

Nostalgia in hindsight,

Fractured.

A burning, yearning to re-create,

Smouldered, buried,

As seas separate moments captured.

Picture loved ones,

Close in spirit,

Scattered across Earth’s plane,

But connected,

By trajectories transport inhibits,

Yet bonds remain unaffected.

Displacement runs rife,

To skies from ceilings,

As birthplace does not equal home,

Future, friends, feelings,

Are felt only by proxy, picture, phone.

One day,

Smiles will not expire,

Once annual hugs,

Now carry frequency and laughter,

A full face, fresh space- my attire,

When I no longer require a return-trip after.

 

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