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Recollections

Saw some old letters

From a life once tender

With love. Artifacts

Of memory that you hid

From gushing time, and

The powerful sweep

Of cosmos and lights.

Protected from the cataclysm

Timorously, with care

Once-upon-a-time's trivial ware.

Declaring, "no one stakes

Rights on these. They're mine."

But, in your absence, 

These items are stray

Unowned, unguarded

Sans refuge today.

They belonged to your

Depths of quiet fervor

Who do you belong to

On this day of no more?

© Debjani Chakravarty, 2020.