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I remember you, a poem by Shila Sinha


I remember you
By Shila Sinha

I remember you
At the wee hours of dawn.
You evaded my memory
As far as I rekon


You were lost elsewhere,
Among the cane stems,
And swept out by the colours
Like a flash of lightning.


A dreadful dream
Had left me numb,
As I allow thoughts
Of my existence to succumb.


I feel our culture
I feel our heritage
Deeply rooted in my veins
How can I go without them


I remember you
At the wee hours of dawn  
I’m terrified, shocked  of
A powerful blow of it
Comes like a flow of lava
From the volcano


Yelling of the thousands
Cannot be stopped
That frightened me of the bloodshed


I remember you
At the wee hours of dawn.





The language of poetry is heightened mostly by emotions. It concentrates meaning as a perfume concentrates different fragrances. We need poetry when life astounds us with losses gains or celebrations. Poetry is the language we speak in times of our greater need.

Shila Sinha is a Bangalore-based teacher and hails from Kailasaher, Tripura. Her father name is Nishikanta Sinha, mother name is Debjani Sinha.



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  1. Good one!
    You've definitely set the standards to the next level.
    Would definitely watch out on more from you, Ma'am!!
    Feedback- I'd like to see the genius in you to allow yourself and extend your creative flow a little more. I am sure it will be well received more than ever. Not an expert's word, but a reader's wish :)

    Thanks

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