The McKinley Review Magazine

Death of Solitude

By: Sreekanth Kopuri | Posted on: December 2018


That long sweet silence is

a mere stilled image of time now

in the hollowed eyes

of the black and white photographs

hanged on the white washed walls


only an unseen echo

voyaging through the seasons

receding with the lonely noontides

in the habitual embraces

of a stranger’s coldness

that burns in the dreams elsewhere.


In the brimming eyes

of a discarded calendar here

a smile waves me

from its empty pages

withdrawing into the unknown.