Poetry 2018 Longlist, Swetha Sadanand

Continental Drift

We are two continents, you and I

You, the majestic barren land where dreams come true

And I, the unattainable virtue you struggle to hold on to

A large part of youth is spent admiring you

While tables turn in a few years

The grass is greener on my side, I hear

A peninsular approach towards the secrets I know

Creating diversions, you put forth easy lies to swallow

Unpredictable sometimes are the tides that surround us

Mocking our connection, testing my patience

Posing threats to you when you unlock my other dimensions

I am virility incarnated, you invented serendipity

Together we move in inches, accustomed to unsaid formalities

But away are our movements

Crevices appear in your rocks, your heart abruptly stops

I rush to you and life ends, my shoulders wet with a million alien teardrops

Oceans form from our deaths

Salty waters ooze out uselessly everywhere

What remains of us are shreds

Fragments of land that formed our cores, torn away, floating on bloody shores

We were two continents, you and I

We could not thrive nor survive the test of times


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