Prabhakar Subramaniam

Aromas - Poem by Prabhakar Subramaniam

As I emerge
Out of the subway,
The aromas of the eateries
Now scrupulously avoided
Harass the senses
Like persistent alms-seekers,
The gastric juices
Still remember, clamour
For a plateful
Of the forbidden fare;
Saying 'no' is not something new
There have been temptations
All along I've resisted
The tout sidling up
To offer 'college girls, '
The mountebank on the pavement
Selling his panacea
For all ills
From poverty to libido,
The palmist offering
To reveal the future
Written in the hand;
I only stop to buy
Arms-lengths of flowers
That smell of the moon,
The sky and love
Waiting for me to come home.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 1, 2012

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