Thought of texting
you
And share entirety
Even and odd
Stored in self-shelf
To soothe its wounds
and cuts
Asking your
commitment
And its validity
Handful “ifs” and
worried “buts”
Fueling my anxiety
Abbreviated
connotations
Of “goodnight” and
“take care”
Emoticons against
Clenched flare
Cheery “whats up”
was answered in snubbed
“nothing”
Seems you wiped off
Tear dropped on the
screen
Or rigid like a rock
deleted everything?
Perhaps, more comforted
By my absence
Or concealing that
not-conveyed
wanted whiff of
presence?
Cherished memories
And trialed trust
Solicited ambiguity
Your voice echoed
Lured by
inseparability
“Silence” couldn’t be
typed
On smartest of the
devices
No font no color
Script of impatient
eager
Curious how’s and
whereabouts
Convincing nascent
anger
to hold a positive
vibe
Words face scarcity
to describe
Parallel to this I
spend my day
Sulking in and
smiling out
Checking the inbox
A hundred times
Yet there ain’t any “bye”
Unspoken volumes
Ended in a simplest
“Hi”
I wonder all this
happens
Between a sent
message
And that awaited
reply
© Juhi Gupte
