Joydeep Sircar - Post-mortem
The mirror holds a countenance of grief <br />seamed with the lines you and the years incised. <br />It's over at last, I think, without relief. <br /> <br />Why did we fail to make this house a home? <br />Your wedding smile rests on the mantelpiece: <br />failed augury in faded monochrome. <br /> <br />The door was always there, beyond the hall, <br />that we never took. The creeper you put in <br />to hide raw brick covers the Western wall. <br /> <br />Did you know something beyond I told you so <br />that you never said? Or was it I had stopped <br />listening to you oh so long ago...... <br /> <br />Not that the answers can change anything now.<br /><br />Joydeep Sircar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/post-mortem/