In The Backyard, Lies It My Dead Mother Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

In The Backyard, Lies It My Dead Mother



In the backyard of my house, lies she
My mother
Burnt to coals and ashes,
Clay and dust.

I can still the remains
Of hers,
But the mother is not.

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