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The Estranged Mother
The Estranged Mother
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© Gargee Baruah

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While I travel away

From the weary and the willed,

I carry your picture within.

I want you to know I did exist.

 

The earth beneath, turns my feet to coal,

I trudge upon it, in a pain less known.

I am far from covering your feet.

I want you to know I did exist.

 

To dispel the darkness, I lit a candle now.

The desert's silent and, the wind in anguish.

I draw your image in the constellations.

I want you to know I did exist.

 

If you try licking the sun's angry rays,

You might as well stand tall against it.

In glory and in vain. Untouched by vainglory, you remain.

I want you to know I did exist.

 

My daughter, I will rise from the forgotten dust.

I will kiss thy forehead of wisdom divine.

I stand aloof watching the darkness and the breeze.

I want you to know I did exist.

 

I draw thy tiny fingers with my craving eyes

Against the barren, solitary yet, mighty sky.

I look for you in the seeking pages of my torn memoirs.

I want you to know I did exist.

 

The night succumbs to the design now,

And thus, I wait for the light.

The light, but, deceives. Beware!

I want you to know I did exist.

 

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