Wordless

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Roots
Without water off the memory leaf
Wilt

How
Many Suns I haven’t been son of my soil
Sad!

Each
Name, frame, framed face, unframed word
Rusts

Poesy
Of desire, delight, passion plight, gushes
Back

Fish
In and out of water fried in pan and fire
Judged

Eyes
Dance between blaring and blur and blank
Bliss

Words
Forever disrupting every tie and téte-a-téte..
Hush..!!

© All rights reserved, Nivedita Dey, 2016

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