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POETRY

50

YOU NEVER LIE TO ME
    REENA PRASAD                                   

The drawbridge is raised;
I turn up the music, talk some more
and in your apparent absence
paste smiles on passing faces,
trying to mirror them.
The evening hangs on a sunset peg;
I adjust straps and smooth my hair.
The silhouette waits perfect as always,
only the absent click leaves me distraught.
On the Ferris wheel we take another circle,
our bare feet forgetting to feign a winter.
The still summer sky and the sea are open
books,
yet their colours seem menacingly close to
our blues.
Eating two tubs of happiness might kill me
sometime;
I can double the flying sparks,
but their embers leave my carpet charred.

Reena Prasad is a poet from India, now based
in Sharjah. She has poems published in English
anthology collections and also in online journals
such as Carty’s Poetry Journal, Indian Ruminations,
Indian Review, Angle Journal, The Copperfield
Review, First Literary Review-East, The Indian River
Review, Poetry Quarterly, The Rainbow Journal,
and The Camel Saloo.

eFiction India | June 2014