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| Amita Ray |
Ring in the New
The last rays of sun
passes through turnstile
of impermanence
yesterdays todays tomorrows
make faint imprints
to an end that knows no End
dwindling lustre of a winter eve
plunges in cavernous time
to renew an array of tomorrows
Each year bids adieu
seamless down time’s flow
yawning and waking garbed anew
in hope riding the moments
of yet another, a palimpsest
slipping perennially through
hourglass of eternity.
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Warmth of Touch
The final parting
with a loved one
was sedated in comfort-
my hands exuding
love and life snugged the
pallid but still warm touch,
emotions rhymed in
medley of mild heart throbs.
A lifetime story I wove anew
keeping me immersed in
the benign eyes, then
lost in desert of disorientation
the thread of narrative I sought
blissfully ended
in peaceful last breath.
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