On the withered grass
Of orchard
She was
Sitting alone
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There is an all encompassing mysticism in the poetry of Rajni Chhabra. This poem is no exception. Against the backdrop of a chance meeting of two strangers who depart without any perceptible interaction, human life comes in for an interpretation. Life goes on. Thanks. She is lonely / Since epochs He is forlorn / Since ages
Thanx a lot for your comprehensive review of the poem, Rajnish Manga ji