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Anitha Devi Pillai

Each time there is much less of you

to hold and to cherish,

or just to watch my heart

reflected in your eyes

until there is nothing to watch at all. 


He too


sat by the door, 

waiting for your footsteps

hoping for a shadow

from dusk to dawn

His heavy eyelids dropped to a slumber

They had to - 

his heart and soul seeping out

It had to be stopped.


"Sleep, my forgotten one, sleep,

your heart is showing in your eyes."


First published in Advaitam Speaks Literary, 2019

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