Sanhita Baruah, The Farewell and other poems

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"You write poems with your fingertipsAnd I keep listening to the songs written on my skinBy some distant dream, similar wordsBut the verses never meet..."

Sanhita Baruah, The Farewell and other poems

"She awaits the rain like a writer embraces metaphors,A drizzle isn't for the child who dances in the storm.Of rain that washes away the petrichor it brings,A downpour of a hail of bullets, and she calls it spring."

Sanhita Baruah, The Farewell and other poems

"I've heard you say so many a timeThat I know just the right words to say, just the right lines to rhyme...Today it's been 7 years since we last metI have learnt to say just the wrong words, just the lines you hate...."

Sanhita Baruah, The Farewell and other poems

"I'd rather be not the light in your lifeThe bright day might make me obscureI'd rather be the cold darknessFor it remains, unseen, uncertain and unsure"

Sanhita Baruah, The Farewell and other poems