Misery In Treasury

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Misery In Treasury


When I reached the 
College gate that evening 
I realised actually, 
something is missing 

I stopped for a while 
in the midst 
As I looked down 
at my wrist 

I went back to search for 
the watch I lost in the frost 
I wanted it back 
at any cost 

I felt that I had
committed a crime 
But I couldn't find the watch 
As like 'some past time' 

It was not an 
expensive gift, rather 
An accumulated love 
& feelings of my father 

It had been nine years 
I kept it close to my heart 
With a vow to preserve it 
Till my soul departs 

Back at home, 

I was hunched 
But entered my room 
My Father saw my wrist 
& asked about it soon 

I said him sorry 
With eyes down there 
Then explained how I 
Lost it somewhere

But he didn't show
any scars on his face 
The sense of loss 
was so hard to trace 

He then showed me my reflection 
In the glowing mirror 
& said "Its all that I earned, 
All that I care" 

I saw the truth 
In the mirror's gleam 
When he said 
''you are my only dream'' 

I felt a sense of responsibility 
To take his dream to destination 
As like a new Baronet 
Ready to serve his nation 

I thought whether I would be able
to love my son, that much or not 
Whether I would be able to pass on 
The same legacy, that I got? 

Time passed but 

My wrist still has the fair mark of watch 
Which is a misery in treasury 
As like when people demise 
Leaving their memories.

-Deepak Kumar Sahu
03:58:23 PM
04/07/2016

Location: Khetrajpur, Sambalpur, Odisha, India

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