A Letter of Loneliness

The extra toothbrush
The empty spot on the sofa
The extra chair
The empty side of the bed
The extra dessert
The empty room
The extra love.

The empty space
The extra space.

Dandruff on the comb
Honey in the morn
A Beatles song
Number thirteen and guava worms.

© M. Jay Dixit, September heart-to-hearts, 2022 All Rights Reserved

posted over at dverse

A/N: Last month my little bro, Dhananjay, left for college. I’ve dedicated this one to him. In the last stanza of this poem, first letters of each line spell out his name, DHAN.

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~Jay ❤