Cremation

By Siddhartha Gigoo

I am
the red shawl that falls
to lick the dust
of her footprint.

I am
the evening come
to kiss
and peel off the red
of her cheeks.

I am
the red that touches
her skin.
But the red of her lips
cremates me.

 

Siddhartha Gigoo works for Tata Consultancy Services and lives in New Delhi. The Garden of Solitude is his debut novel. He is also the author of two anthologies of poetry, Fall and Other Poems and Reflections. This poem is from Fall and Other Poems.

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