Subimal Sinha-Roy Poet Free verse

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August 19, 2023

Contest : An Old Shovel

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An Old Shovel

Then
he used to get regular calls,
and hurry, carrying the shining me
on his sturdy shoulders.
Used me deftly,
and as I dug and filled,
I saw the inert relics rest
with the buried time terminated.

Now
senile, he carries debilitated 
the burden of his time.
An old useless companion,
antique, I stand rusted in the attic.
In desolateness I deem he hears 
the scraping of some other shovel new,
and waits for the final call.

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