This poem is a gentle goodbye to absence, — looking at how spaces, objects, and time hold the memory of someone who is no longer here.

It expresses the pain of remembering, feelings of longing, and the gradual journey to breathe in a world changed by loss.

Air Without You #

When you were here, the clocks would sing,
Now every tick forgets the spring.
The minutes fall like silent rain
Across the floor that holds our pain.

Your coat still waits, its sleeves at rest,
As if your arms might cross my chest.
I press my face where warmth once stayed
And breathe a scent that slowly fades.

The night leans in with careful eyes
To watch my small, unanswered sighs.
I light a lamp against the skies—
Its fragile glow, my thin disguise.

I feel your breath in fields of blue
While I learn air without your view.
Each breath I take feels strange, unsure—
A quiet life that’s lost its cure.

(Vijay Verma).
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