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The Last Bus

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.     

Picture design by Anumita Roy, Different Truths

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