Lalrinkima writes under the pseudonym of Seiji which he accidentally picked up from a typo. He is currently pursuing his Master’s Degree in Economics at the University of Mizoram. He also works as a part-time content writer for Excelsoft company. Besides reading and writing, he loves playing basketball and cooking. He lives in Aizawl, Mizoram, India.

On being reminded by itching

last night
a mosquito bit me and
flew away after it
quenched itself by
sucking my blood.
but something remained—
an irresistible itch
hard not to scratch.

you’ve left nothing, but
sucked my heart out.
like a mosquito that flies away
after one’s desire is gratified.
but something . . .
like an irresistible itch,
of pain, nostalgia & someone else’s
memory remains.


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