Absentia: A memoir of time by Shuja Tasleem

Black was a memory of time...

Of time spent longing to hold your hand,

Until the fear of watching it slip away hovered over!

Black was a memory of time...

Of moments that were livelier than life, I never lived before,

Until I realized this is all I can have of and with you: a moment!

Black was a memory of time...

Of eyes that were just the kaleidoscope of hopes and dreams,

Until you taught me they had a language of their own!

Black was a memory of time...

Of being with you, I don't know for how long,

Until I will watch it fade away into grays and die out into whites!

Black was a memory of time...

Of remembering, I had you and keep having you,

Until the moment, that feels like life will end in the hope to find another!

Black was a memory of time...

Of places and silences that I shared with you,

Until it was too late to not find you everywhere around!

Black was a memory of time...

Of your touch leaving ink stains on my skin,

Until I found myself holding on to you in my words!

Black was a memory of time...

Black was a memory of time...