Finding her Space

If you could read
her poignant smile,
and could feel the pain
bellowing from her aberrant eyes,
you would see traces
of unsung verses,
and many suppressed yearnings,
desperate to find shelter
in the labyrinth of this thing called life.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

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