Swati Chawla is a political scientist based in Delhi, India. Her poems have appeared in several Indian poetry journals and online magazines. Her poetry emanates from a place in the soul which is full of yearning and longing for her lost love.
Elegy
some months like April
are truly cruel
when the spring of language is lost to symmetry
of gruel and pain
some people like I
lose much more—a voice inundated with your longing
deviously inoculated against death
but in death do words shine galore
making meaning of life’s symmetry—babblers of the east
lilt outside the periphery of words, their birdsong
an unbidden elegy of your life with me.
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