Teesta Review: A
Journal of Poetry, Volume 7, Number 2. November 2024. ISSN: 2581-7094
--- Anasuya Bhar
In the faded light of memory
Perhaps sepia-tinted, I see
A little girl waiting eager, for her dad –
The ‘clink’ on the gate,
And his slow gait,
Towards the steps where she sat.
Soon she nestles beside him
Listening to stories from far afar
Of wonder and miracles fantastic,
Warmed in the soft light of evening calm.
A wily school girl,
She waited still, upon his return
Wanting to share important snippets of her day,
With eager anticipation.
There was, however, mere annoyance –
‘I am too tired’ and
‘Haven’t I had enough of the day?’
Days, and more days
She withdrew into her silence.
The pale of darkness deepening around her
As she forayed into her years –
Weighted down, some day
She began to write
Her fears, worries or little triumphs.
Each time, such confidences brought a little spark
Of joy, strength and awareness
Deepening her conviction, now written
In black or blue, the colours of her solitude
Into pages stitched anew.
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