Treasure Island

Rosmin Elsa Mohan

(21st December / New Delhi)

Poems of Rosmin Elsa Mohan

21. Silence 1/10/2012
22. Staccato.. 3/20/2013
23. Take Away 10/11/2013
24. The Counterpoint 8/5/2012
25. The Mask 10/5/2012
26. The Mirror 10/5/2012
27. The Shore’s but a Sea Apart! 2/6/2012
28. The Three Phases... 2/13/2013
29. Tiffin Tiffany 2/23/2012
30. Time 3/19/2012
31. Who Am I? 1/30/2012
32. Why … Why Not? 4/11/2012

Death...

I loved candles. Now I know why.

The only sound I could hear was my own heart beat. The morning seemed no longer bright. For a fact, Room No.903, commonly known as the ICCU at AIIMS, had no windows. Morning and nights equally smelled of antiseptic. I had started to forget the smell of my skin. The needle that pierced the epidermal tissues offered no sensation after all. The insanity of the entire room as though reflected on me, as I had started to become a vegetable.

It was last Tuesday

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