The Neighbour’s Wife

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The Neighbour’s Wife

-by Amanita Sen

–Reading Time – 1 min Approx

I could reach up to

her knees, standing,

when I hugged her

every evening as she

called me by my name.

Her voice otherwise

unheard, came alive,

as it would for someone

she cared for. Idol-like

in her looks, quietness-

the neighbour’s wife.

Her tresses touching

her knees evoked my

admiration until they

crumpled off to cancer.

So did her breaths, soon.

Death is enormous, random,

meaningless, I surmised.

Love sees no age, no gender.

Some dusks carry my name

in her lips, her touch lingers.

-by Amanita Sen

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Amanita Sen is the author of 2 volumes of poetry, Candle in My dream and What I don’t tell you. Her poems have been published in numerous online and print magazine

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