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Sangeeta’s poem explores identity, memory, and the afterlife, addressing the fleeting nature of existence, exclusively for Different Truths.

A face, I remember.
A movement, I remember.
Gone in the alleys of oblivion,
And disappeared into nothingness.
 
Questions loom and prick...
 
Am I me?
Will the earth keep the imprints of my footsteps?
Will the wind whisper the melody?
Of missing notes?
Long after I cross the timeless yards of space.
 
The material body will dissolve,
Where will I go? Remain as me?
Unsure and uncertain about
The pace I still have to cover.
And the fall of the curtain.

Today, my dreams of tomorrow
Are evanescent,
I see them fleeting on the
Foggy, bleak tomorrow.
Today, I can hear the tendrils of my heart say in
Unison with the universe.
 
What an abyss I created!
In my real existence.
 
In my belief in the existence of me,
In my physical dwelling.

Picture design by Anumita Roy


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