Unexpectedly Alive

When he left me,

After dinner,

I sat for a while,

In my large gloomy Dining room.

With candles half burnt

I saw the different, Shapes of

Leftovers in plate

The half eaten food.

The chapatis, Dal,vegetables

The green salads, are Still green.

Everything was carrying The shape of his bite.

Life is somehow Unexpectedly alive..