Vinita Agrawal Poems

Gift


It is a gentle shape
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Black Waters

The revolutionaries were exiled for life
in a puce colored colonial prison
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Must Begin Anew

Of you today, the long stone walls.
Touch slipped through the sieve
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Slowly

This diamond cut spring,
I am inconsolable
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Death


On this,
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Broken


This broken home is like a chopped tree trunk
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Old Fabric

Between the forefinger and thumb
lie the creases of an appeal for Godknowswhat.
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The Solid Lines Of Disappearing Things

The air, the tree house
that once knew love is now weak in the knees
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Friendly Advice

She said I'd become dust
if I didn't step out of the house,
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Cloud Gate

Silver metal bean of Chicago
How will I digest you?
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