Anuradha Datta Poems

What better way for my emotions to die?
than in the hands of the instinct
it was given birth by.
I never surrendered to anticipate and
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The emotions deep inside me begin to whirl up within
As the images of the past sweep by my mind
Shadows of deadly betrayal imprison my brain
And impressions of shattered faith is left behind
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Bathed in the lifeless gloom of destiny
She stood on the rugged, scraggy landscape.
She counted not, what she had done and what she hadn't,
To shelter the turmoil from befalling
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Out of one century other centuries rise
Death after death she simultaneously dies…
Always has she been considered a bad omen
The unjustified birth of a woman;
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Wake not my sleeping child
This world awaits not thy vision,
Talk not my sleeping child
This world listens to no one,
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