Meena Kandasamy

(1984 - / Chennai / India)

Apologies For Living On - Poem by Meena Kandasamy

I am living on
because providing apologies is easy

once—

i was making choices
with insanely safe ideas of
fleeing-madly-and-flying-away

i was a helpless girl
against the brutal world of
bottom-patting-and-breast-pinching

i was craving for security
the kind i had only known while
aimlessly-afloat-and-speculating-in-the- womb

now—

i am locked away
a terrified princess waiting
for-death-and-not-any-brave-prince

i don’t dream or think
i just remember and wince
at-voices-of-the-past-smirking-in-sarcas m

once—

i ran away in the darkness
nothing beaconed me more than the
prospect-of-solitude-and-the-caress-of-a-m illion-stars

i ran into the arms of the ravishing night
nothing pulled me back: not even the memories
of-love-i-had-once-known-&-stolen-kis ses-savoured-for-so-long.

i ran until terror stopped my tracks
for, trembling i turned and saw that the moon was
another-immodest-ogler-and-lecherous-stalk er.

(First published in Great Works, UK)


Comments about Apologies For Living On by Meena Kandasamy

  • Rookie Ravindran Govindaraju (9/11/2013 1:07:00 AM)

    The moon was another stalker..reminds me of that immodest trail, ..chaser (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 20, 2012



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