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Grandma

Grandma

Grandma is one with the mound of earth again
Like a fallen old flower, her left-over self rests quietly on a tiled-terrain
Her fragrance reaches me, in another corner of another continent, where I hear the words - ā€˜Grandma died’

Grandma is dead- and the day has rained tears on my bed
I’m drenched Drinking her absence- her presence - drinking in her memory once again
Silence falls, I search for Grandma then… in an old-gold bangle- she wore once

Tomorrow, her dust, bone and ashes will be washed by the river-bed
The river-stream of her will enter the great ocean - it’ll all be one, then-
the earth, ocean and the river’s-bed

Her soul has long fled out the world-window into a divine light
I’ll be watching the stars every night...whispering a quiet prayer
Hoping, someday, we meet again… Grandma

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The fish of the sea

Absolutely heartfelt. Could really feel the emotion in this one. Had a personal effect on me from past experiences... impactful stuff Mamata. Kudos to you. Pecae and smiles. TFOTSĀ 

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Mamta Wathare

Thank you so much- I have had a hard time dealing with my loss- an outpouring happened and I shared it- peace to you too :)Ā 

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Yiyan Han

A great piece - "an old-gold bangle- she wore once" - that's your treasure forever I'm sure. Your grandma would be very proud of your write.

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Mamta Wathare

Yes it is- it's the only thing I have of hers- thank you for your comment- it means a lot.Ā 

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