Lying on the marble floor,<\/p>\n
Was a blanket torn apart.<\/p>\n
But the last valiant thread hanging on,<\/p>\n
Was the one with a heart.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Albeit nothing more than a rag now,<\/p>\n
Ugliness defined by its skin impaled.<\/p>\n
But its story was an achingly human one,<\/p>\n
Mired with quotidian detail.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
It seemed like yesterday,<\/p>\n
When he had gifted it to her.<\/p>\n
Dawns often broke with the blanket being moist,<\/p>\n
Though it always remained, a chivalrous Monsieur.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Time stops for none in the mortal realm,<\/p>\n
Hence our quilt bore witness to the cycle of lives.<\/p>\n
The infant\u2019s eyes glittered under its warm embrace,<\/p>\n
The mundane noises now replaced with lullabies.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Inside the fabrics of wool and acrylic,<\/p>\n
Lay infinite mirrors of makings.<\/p>\n
Like the time when lil Timmy puked blood,<\/p>\n
Or when it became a canvas for his abstract paintings.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Through its shabby holes,<\/p>\n
Countless fights and vehement reunions it saw.<\/p>\n
Sands of time have diminished its crimson,<\/p>\n
Having lost a battle well fought.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Amusing to think,<\/p>\n
How inanimate human emotions become!<\/p>\n
Where bodies used to feel like home once,<\/p>\n
Only fleas stay around now in this wool slum.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
So next time you see a rag lying around,<\/p>\n
Look past the murky strand which falls.<\/p>\n
In it you may find the Tears of Ishtar,<\/p>\n
Or witness the tale of these four walls.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
– Atharv Dwivedi<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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