Wreath on the Cenotaph


The wreath on the cenotaph,
Was a mystery to all,
Neither anyone knew who its owner was,
Nor the village was aware of the deceased beneath the concrete.

There was an awkward silence around the monument,
An unpleasant eerie,
The war was long over,
But the traces of past,
Were difficult to erase.

Copyright ยฉ Shantanu Baruah

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