Unswerving| Mithuna S. Nath

I have told her to stand nearby
While I rummaged around
For the mislaid days

Nowhere to be found
 In the drawers of a brisk pendulum

You needn’t tell me that she’s gone
I know the needles have taken her away.

Author : Mithuna S. Nath 

Indian Poetry and Literature | The poem Mithuna S. Nath writes for Indian Review. We bring you poetry from around the world.

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