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| Meghna Kaul |
Will Not Say Goodbye
The nimble feet startled me upright
I grasped the chair with my fist tight
so this was the time I feared
Her tired head rested on the door
I heard her anklets approaching sound
But I didn't look back
I couldn’t meet those eyes
Through the haze of past I could see myself swinging in her arms
What giggles escaped when on
the joyous ride of the makeshift swing
how life changed its course!
how we ran barefoot in those alleys
those tender dusted feet
and now the lotus shaped crimson
How could I let go a part of me
The jingling of anklet, the clinging of bangles
How ostentatious has become she?
How could anyone part her from me
No, I will not meet her eyes
and let her whisper goodbye
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Bio: Meghna is a teacher by profession, loves to read and write. She composes poems and writes short stories. She loves to write on nature and celebrates the simplicity of life. She has written reports and articles for TOI. She is currently residing in Lucknow.
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