More than words
this silence
delivers its fatal blow
Creating distance
where once
there was contact

Days turn into night
and nights into day
No longer
are they filled with
our interactions
our conversations
our love

Instead
there is a steadying routine
work-home-work-home-work
and a palpable silence
slowly eroding
the ties
that defined us
once- a long time-ago

Sashikala Premawardhane

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