A poem that tries to articulate the bittersweet experience of meeting someone you love for the last time and the emotions that follow.
Tag: reminiscing the past
The Terrible Secrets of Growing Up
'Maybe all of life is yearning, to feel the same way you felt at 13, never knowing that sometimes dreams wilt away in the heat.'
Starlight
'Your eyes, the music, and the smell of you mingling with the rumble of the sea.'
A Madras Memory
As pandemic lockdowns continue, the author, who lives in the US, writes about stolen time with her grandparents in Chennai.