Locked And Lost

By Smita Mahto

I’m trapped inside a locker

Locked

And lost

Between the piles of paper

Grime

And dark

Surrounded with memories

Musky smell

Of our old love

Between them

There are those kisses

That smell of his cigarette

From the night

Dried ink impressions

Of my soft fingers

Wind whispering

Stories of our

Immortal love

Lost in time

I’m trapped inside a locker

Which has lost it’s key

I am kept as the secret

He has buried beneath.

By Smita Mahto