What is memory but artifice?
Schwärmerei in family albums.
Solitaire’s looped golden glint, in velvet,
Nestled. A gift thrust carelessly;
Gestures to blur boundaries of despair.
Else, memory’s love gone awry? A refrain,
Oft, repeated by Love’s flushed roses:
Love’s transience pressed betwixt pages.
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Batool Idrish Siamwala, pens under her maiden name, Mumtaz N Khorakiwala. She has served as an Asst. Prof. in English Language & Literature in St. Joseph’s College, Visakhapatnam, for nearly a decade. She went back to Creative Writing; she writes on online forums like Poets Inc and Artoons Inn Poetry Parlour and is a blogger on Momspresso.
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