Little girl

We walked for hours
on dull lands.
We took the elevator
and reached a rooftop.
People drink cheap,
smoke fast and ask about you,
but little girl forgot
so little girl lies.
She sits,
folded in the waist
like a piece of paper,
takes a quote from the book
she read,
imagines your essence
and smiles…
Mother,
Forever looking for the lap
I grew in,
like a thread of water
forever looks at its source.

 

Thilleli G.

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