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My Memories Taste Like

my memories taste like

coke…nutty, carbonated

fizzy-fuzzying out of my bottled vanilla existence

like black coffee

bitter, dark

leaving marron kisses of heartbreak on lips pressed too hard

but mostly

they  taste of a four letter word…your name

taking slow backups on the syllables of my tongue

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Written by Soma Bolar

I'm Soma from Shillong, a pahadi at heart... settled in Bangalore now! Love travelling to obscure non-touristy places..I sing, write random stuff and smile a lot πŸ˜€πŸ˜ƒ
I love writing about love, longing and everything in between! Night is my muse and 3am my favorite hour of the day!
most of my poetic indulgences have taken shape in the sounds of the gushing waterfalls of Meghalaya and the mystery of fickle headlights of vehicles as they negotiate tricky turns in these famous blue mountains in the dead of the night.

It’s only words

The End is not coming!