That Moment

by Prerna Bakshi


 
Like a storm that
came from nowhere.
Like a newly bought clock that
just stopped ticking.
Like a pot full of food that
took a lifetime in the making,
suddenly slipped from the hands
to the ground, splattering all over the place.
Like a book
near the end
with its pages
torn out.
Like a pair of shoes
always worn
but now with
one gone missing.
Like a phone with
a dead dial tone.
Like a door that’s been
slammed shut.
Like the photo
carried inside your wallet
of that one person
you love the most
is all
that’s left
of them
anymore.