• Home
  • Poem
  • Love, Language, and the Legacy of Loss
Image

Love, Language, and the Legacy of Loss

In the last lunar event on the other side of the river
I was invited. I used smile where words were needed,
I am not proficient in their language. The food
made love with my tongue, although I already knew
that it wouldn't settle well in my stomach.

The friend who summoned me introduced me
to his little daughter. She loves a Cinderella story.
Look, the moon has metaphorsed us into myths.
I told her. Look, our footwear is glass.
We danced to the amusement of others.
A lady with a cat on her lap laughed, swaying
her head. My grandmother. The girl explained.
We buried her in our backyard.

Picture design Anumita Roy

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Releated Posts

Aravalli Hills: Healing Power of Ancient Forests

Dr Amrinder explores nature’s timeless grace on DifferentTruths.com, capturing the serene wilderness of the Aravalli hills through poetic…

Grammar Lesson for Poets

Prof. Sonjoy Dutta-Roy Prof Sonjoy Dutta Roy retired as Professor/Head, Department of English, Dean of Arts, and Coordinator…

ByByProf. Sonjoy Dutta-Roy Oct 10, 2026

The Geometry of Love: A Tragedy on Rome’s Garibaldi Bridge

Ivan explores love, tragedy, and geometry on Rome’s Garibaldi Bridge in this haunting poetic piece on DifferentTruths.com. The…

ByByIvan Pozzoni Oct 8, 2026

Micro-poems on Womanhood, Memory, and Change

Debarati explores the haunting passages of time, memory, and ageing through poignant micro-poetry on DifferentTruths.com. jamun stain—hard to…

ByByDebarati Sen Oct 5, 2026
error: Content is protected !!