It isn’t a secret | Poornima Laxmeshwar

It was a strange day
Like the usual everyday strange
His silence was unusually silent
Like the inner peace — scary, unneeded
He ate everything that was served on the plate
Without a whimper
Without the salt is less, it’s bland like your senses
None of it
He went ahead to read our daughter a story too
They had a good laugh and the echo lingered in my head
Like a clip of a horror movie
Not once did he look into the blinking mobile screen
He walked in our room with a broad smile
Asked me if I had a good day
Wished me a good night’s sleep
Though my shivers were enough to shatter the bed
That night when we lay on our sides
I knew his part of the story
I knew he had found a new home…

Indian Review | Author | Poornima Laxmeshwar’s poems and haiku have appeared in several magazines and anthologies. She has authored a small collection of poems with the
title “Anything But Poetry” published by Writers Workshop. She currently lives in Bangalore, India.

Poornima Laxmeshwar’s poems and haiku have appeared in several magazines and anthologies. She has authored a small collection of poems with the title “Anything But Poetry” published by Writers Workshop. She currently lives in Bangalore, India.