Subtle Syllables Poem by Snehlata Jha
Subtle Syllables
Returning from work,
I felt alert
As I heard
Obscenities whispered
By an office clerk.
Standing on the side
A car sped from behind;
I shuddered
As he winked from inside,
Bloodshot eyed.
A man came in my way
Yesterday.
I dodged,
Filled with dismay
To avoid his dirty display.
Subtle syllables of aggression
And molestation
Accepted
Without question
By half of this nation.
(Bangalore, India)
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