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The Cold Floor

Oct 28, 2024
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Updated: Jul 5, 2025

By Kadambari Gupta


THE sleep was catching his eyes and were closing the doors now when there is no place he can call

home,

Had to sleep on the floor of the road with a semi-torn bag as his pillow the moment the poor fellow

rested the tired body on the floor

The body and every part of it felt frozen the floor was so cold as of ice cubes were kept on it or

someone had sprinkled cold water

Feeling helpless at that point of time had no option but to sleep with the bag as the sole companion

a faint sense of relief was felt

Slept with eyes closed so tightly as the gates of a high rise building in the sleep there was a dream of

having a home near the mountains

Somewhere close to valleys and hills there is a bedroom that belongs to him the path through this

bedroom shows a comfortable bed

With the mattress so soft being laid that anyone feels sleepy the moment they sit the softness is like

a ball of cotton wool with a blanket

Covering the body acting as a shield from the harsh winters cold winds blowing clouds have touched

ice-bergs and glaciers but they don’t scare this being

Home is there where I stay in one hand there is a cup of coffee made out of fresh coffee beans

brewed in the machine and on the other hand is covered with gloves

Sleep with no worries relish hot breads and curries however soon it was morning with bright

sunshine woke up and touched the floor that was cold and the dream

Sequence was put on hold the floor had become slightly warm with bright rays of sun getting

reflected on the floor the touch he put over and above his head

That felt like a warm water bag as the head and all the nerves had frozen got up and expressed

gratitude to the sun who shared his light with this being without any discrimination

And to the floor who let this tired being sleep on it today all people living in luxurious apartments

and buildings should open there double latched door come and see the reality

They sleep with heaters on and so many blankets and many people sleep on cold floor sleep on cold

floor.


By Kadambari Gupta



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