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Waves

It’s a quarter away

From two

And I’ve noted

The change in time

With every breath

Since one.

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Creation

I’ve watched her

Walk past me

In a dance trance

With the music

Of sunrise.

I was six

And she thirty.

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मांma

You’ll see her
Wearing different shades
Of different relations;
Of different responsibilities.
But hear the soul
Within that body,
Speaking of dreams
And everything human
In the wrinkles of her palm;
In lipstick shades;
In the way she walks;
In her choices;
All echoing of her,
And just her;
Of the individual
She’s crafted into being
With the hand of an artist.

And ode to the soul that’s been sketched over the years, draping different responsibilities and relations in neat pleats and adding colour to them from the palette of her bosom.

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