Grandpa’s House

Grandpa’s house
In summers
Was heaven
For brothers

In the lap
Of nature
Far from men

One could hear
The sea roar
The waves clash
And birds sing

We played there
We grew up
We forgot
We moved on

But the house
Stood there
And kept our

Now it feels
Without the songs
Of children.

Nilesh Goswami is an undergraduate student of English Literature at Hansraj College.

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