THE ALGEBRA OF YOUR ABSENCE

They told me

“wipe your tears, be a Man”!!

How’s it to be a Man??

I wake up to your absence

Your lost, leftover like “good morning”

I love my bed though you aren’t there

I can’t wake up to your face

The deep innocence in your eyes makes me weak for you

Holding you in my arms

Cuddling you on my lap

Caressing your locks

Sneaking into its dense

The smell of a primordial innocence.

Baby, can’t we be together without us??

Didn’t I love you like my baby?

Didn’t I nozzle the ageless rear of your neck

Your bare shoulders?

The most romantic moment is the innocence of your nudity

To the washroom after our love

Evening drops its gloom on me

Night’s darkness hides behind the trees like you

Night scares me by your absence

Day scares by your presence

You don’t pass by me

You pass through me like a dagger

I can’t have the days and nights without you

I want to be coiled in the womb of my blanket

Morning cuts the umbilical cord into insane activity.

How’s it to be a Man?

I cherish the moisture of your lips on my manly arms!!

                         ---by Santhosh Kumar Kana

                                      01.10.2013