The debilitated sunlight unfurls its sparse hair down the wall,

And shakes down the drops of memory,      

That burst open the uproar of the year, coiling to its end,

The chortle, the scream,

The groan and the moan,

The blasted dreams,

And the dreams splashed against the shore,

The corrosion of smiles,

And the snapping of life strings,

All that will amass with what else, I know not,

Erased from life’s board,             

And dangle as next winter’s spread.  

……..Dr. Fathema Begum