The Broken Glass Bangle Poem by Subeesh Surendran Punneri

As I walk alone, one quiet night,
Lost in thoughts and burden of commitment fright.
My thoughts vanished, awakened by a slight crackle,
I moved my feet to reveal a broken glass bangle.

Smeared in dirt, colors faded,
the remaining half further divided.
My thoughts drifted, as I pictured,
the hands that it once decorated.

How it jingled and chimed,
How it shimmered and shined.
As she walked, as she danced,
As she talked and she smiled.

Who was she? What's her race?
I tried to picture her beautiful face.
Do I know her? Have I seen her?
Will I know her? Will I see her?

Answer to these I do not know,
For I am merely an actor in this show.
I held those pieces tightly as i felt her presence.
Separated by time in distance,
And fate, I still await....