Unmelting Moments - Manushya Puthiran

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I pretended
not to have noticed
you staring into my cold eyes

Why are those eyes
stripped of love,
devoid of affection?
Why are they unwelcoming
Why are they distant?

You wished to
Ask me all these
But you held back
Tired and bitter
Faced with two cold eyes

How could I
reveal to you that
whenever I fall into you
 as an ice cube
and fail to melt
I turn into a rock
on this barren landscape

I turn into a slithery rock
that offers you no grip
nothing to hold on to

Translated by R. Abilash