Bhartendu Second - Mother -1

She knows it all


She is not well now

Her song is twittering
Her melody of affections is withering away

She is without a language of similes or metaphors
Her fingers are not used to pen her thoughts

She knows it all
But hides everything
To reveal life is still desirable

There is a blank in her eyes now
A truth

This is the final hour
Of final moments

Bhartendu Second

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