Bitterness - the perfume

NafisaSB

A perfume came wafting upon the breeze

That stirred the depths of my heart

Silently and swiftly encompassing me

It gave me a thrilling start

 

Memories came floating back to me

Of a happy, carefree past

When the same scent had meant so much to me

Of promises that were meant to last

 

The fragrance hovered around me

And then, slowly, did depart

As you had once, before too, done

Leaving me – a broken outcaste

 

Now I hated the air

The carrier of your convincing lies

Free me, O Heaven, from women one and all

And from all their binding ties

 

But though I drive the thoughts and smell

To the darkest recess of my mind

The perfume does linger, without the pulp

Leaving behind, the bitter rind

  • Author: safina (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 21st, 2022 07:53
  • Comment from author about the poem: so many times memories are evoked by a sound, smell or sight...
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 9
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  • dean langmuir

    You captured alot,my poem today is along the same lines,how smell dictates way more than we think.take care.

    • NafisaSB

      yes i agree with you. lots of memories are stirred up by just a sight, sound, or smell. would like to catch up and read your poems too..



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