When Silence Stays to Talk”

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Date of Posting: Thursday, 17 April 2025

This morning,
the air forgot its usual rush.
Even the crows seemed unsure
of their next argument.

I sat still long enough
to hear the curtain sigh—
not out of boredom,
but the kind of surrender
only cloth and old hearts know.

There is peace
in not being needed.
There is poetry
in being left alone
and still loving the room
that forgot to call your name.

RAJAT CHANDRA SARMAH
GUWAHATI, ASSAM, INDIA

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