An evocative poem by Dr Tirthankar, exclusively for Different Truths.
I let you go and heard you say without fuss ‘adieu’. The last bus, dust-covered, panted like a mangy dog on a leash, dying to be released into the night. Blinking, it wobbled from side to side but was happy nonetheless to be untied.
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