Art by Jenni Bea
BROKEN-IMAGES
by Amitabh Vikram
To live alone and to be alone,
May be two different things,
And there is a split between:
My mind and heart.
They are not one but they show one thing:
A lonely splendor.
My shadow moves without my body,
And that darkness reminds me of
The brightness of my scar.
So fresh and still deep,
As if I were carrying-on and I would keep
The broken images with me
To my empty home.