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The Lantern Knows

By Roshan Tara


At sixteen, I was homeless, shunned by parents who called me disgrace.


Thugs lured me with cash, then drugged my tea for an old man's lust.


I fought, sinking into darkness.


He came-older, kind-his voice pulling me free, breaking chains.


He gave shelter, bread by my cot, eyes warm at dawn.


I loved him, heart a hidden blaze. His wife, his child, sealed my truth.


Nightly, my diary caught my words by lantern's glow. It listened, holding my secret-love, fierce, unspoken.


The lantern guards my heart's fire. I carry it, a man, my love's light burning in silence.


By Roshan Tara


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