Here is Sara’s poem of longing and hope – exclusively for Different Truths.
Mingling between thoughts I wish for good. Good days were there where I once stood. My share of happiness was taken away. I never knew him still wanted to stay. But left after receiving sadness in my share. Want to sit, want to stay quiet for centuries. As a silent ocean with waves of few memories. I have nothing in my hand now. I'll recover but don't know how? Bound to smile bound to laugh was never my choice. Knew that I live for others just praying for inner rejoices. Amen
Picture design Anumita Roy, Different Truths