+ His Voice + Poem by Aparna Chatterjee
+ His Voice +
So many times
His voice
Annoyed me
So many times
His voice
Appeased me
Now that he's
No more in this
World, I miss his
Voice, as he'll never
Be able to converse
With me
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8/16/2026 12:20:20 PM # rel_20260813T193622Z_3aad590
Everything we get is taken for granted until the supply stops. Simple but strong poem.