Rajashree’s poem explores emotional turmoil, lost dreams, and resilience amid life’s trials, capturing the struggle to find solace, exclusively for Different Truths.
At times, under a peculiar circumstance
One may hesitate to smile with a loved one
Might not opt to write the life a second
Or cry for consolation or compassion
When torture exceeds the limit of tolerance.
The words would be lost
In the mists of thoughts
Amidst the deserts of caravan nights.
And slowly manipulate the appearing dreams.
Thoughts scatter like pearls of
A broken string, difficult to collect because
They disappear in the bed of granules of sand.
Conscience forces
To forget the loved benevolences
That echoed once in grace
Yet not repeat now.
Voice gets choked, as if lost forever,
Living is like running a race.
Picture design by Anumita Roy





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