by Soham Anand
(Dehradun, India)
Sitting
under the tree
Watching the lengthening shadows
shortening days
creeping twilight
I reminence my past
I try to arrest the fleeting moment
I let go
Does it matter
what I think
what I feel
Time's up
on my way
to the grave
another passing name
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