Freedom for the Nation🇮🇳

Around 74 years ago,
For some 340 million Indians,
Freedom was a billion things.

For that enslaved country,
Freedom was CHAOS,
No sense of what might come…

A Vacant Home

The empty cabinets,
The deserted rooms,
The windows broken,
The corners inanimate.
rom attic to basement:
Solely chilly shades and glooms…

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The Clock Of Grief

Missing you a lot more since you have been gone.
The hands of my guilt tick.
First hour,
They fathom the sadness of my mind,
Next hour strikes, tick- tock,