Sepia Love

Sepia toned leaves will hang by the quivering branch.
Beaked birds will continue to recklessly peck.
Tender flesh specked with seeds will emblazon the now raw fruit.
To measure the continuum of time with a leap of love,
I leave.
Await my return.

(Top: Picked up from a local store in Chennai, Bib Necklace: Thrifted, Bag: Last worn here, Shoes: Worn here, here and here)
Photography: Nikhil Nair
I’m leaving with a ticket in hand to a place new. Away from this city, beyond the bleak lines that mark this country. When I’m back (soon), not sepia but colored memories I shall greet you with.
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There are 6 comments for this article
  1. Soumi at 3:49 pm

    You leave,I’ll await your return.
    More than the tree down my window awaits the Spring after the ruthless torture the Winter subjects it to.Never mind if the Spring doesn’t know what it means for the tree.That won’t have made Spring arrive any earlier,right?
    I don’t know where you’re going but wishing you a happy and safe journey is all I can do.And you must’ve known by now how much I miss you when you and your words aren’t around.Love.

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