Don’t Go!

By Abha Das Sarma

Is all she would say
In wind enfolded,
Unhurried I could wait
At a gate fifty years ago as now—
By Parsee Tower of Silence with
Wet white walls transitioning souls.

The evening crashing in memory’s echo,
At times still, like the grip
Of a wrinkled hand—
Lengthening life in silence
As it would have been
When consumed by words.

“I write because it helps me find myself.” – the writer

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