Silent Echoes

Hashtag Kalakar
Jun 12, 2024
1 min read

Updated: Oct 5, 2024

By Sonali Mishra

You can still feel us stammer

with our lips burdened by

those dead words

we longed to utter once ..still and all ..

no longer those apparitions glorify their menace

Nor do we bleed anymore

from the wounds by those imphs

You can still feel us stammer

as we're coward enough to orrate.

But having cultivated this art of writing

These monologues now are the easiest to narrate.

By Sonali Mishra

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