Remnance
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I discuss no maths here.
They are bricks, that pile up
events after events,
bygone, as remnants.
Have you seen the sea shore?
What is left of the sands
After a wave passes by.
Relations, us.
I have seen togetherness die one night
and in the next, individuals are born.
Do they live?
Some questions only embarrass the affected.
I wonder if the ashes after death
hold a life's memory.
I feel they do.
Futility adds a lot of understanding.
Ashes are thus, such.
For a leaf is born
in the same place where the tree sheds
in winters.
And with our faded memories
we cry,
Why don't emotions have chlorophyll?
SoUmY@
2 3
4 5 6
I discuss no maths here.
They are bricks, that pile up
events after events,
bygone, as remnants.
Have you seen the sea shore?
What is left of the sands
After a wave passes by.
Relations, us.
I have seen togetherness die one night
and in the next, individuals are born.
Do they live?
Some questions only embarrass the affected.
I wonder if the ashes after death
hold a life's memory.
I feel they do.
Futility adds a lot of understanding.
Ashes are thus, such.
For a leaf is born
in the same place where the tree sheds
in winters.
And with our faded memories
we cry,
Why don't emotions have chlorophyll?
SoUmY@
Comments
Time and time again, Soumya, you show how superlative your poetry is. Consistently!