Jhilmil’s poem explores perpetual emptiness, revealing a flawed vessel incapable of fulfillment, where longing outlasts any fleeting attempt to fill it, exclusively for Different Truths.
The cup once filled lies empty now
The hollowness was bigger than it looked—
There was a hole at the bottom—
And the cup never filled.
The water, never enough—
Never what the cup needed,
Flowed right through—
The cup left empty
For all eternity—
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May the cup fill up and overflow with joy…may few bubbles create a storm in the cup; may passions simmer and bubble over…may the bottom be fixed to stop the leak and the drain…!!!!
Rupa Rao