Dr Sunil’s poem depicts a desolate winter scene with snow clinging to branches, mournful leaves, and a lonely trail leading to a forgotten cottage, exclusively for Different Truths.
On the bare branches
hang the
remnants of the last snow,
lost pendants.
The blobs of white
uneasy
on the brown limbs
of
the thorny tree, the
last maple leaves
flutter,
in melancholy, as
the trail winds down to a forsaken
cottage, near the lake.
Photo by Anumita Roy