Anaswara Divakaran Poems

I'm not me.
Some savage beast
From good old days
Of my own past
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I didn't know how hurt she was.
She didn't see my wounds that remained unattended.

We both were hurt.
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Though I haven't seen her for so long,
I still think of her.

There were moments she needed me, I was never there.
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I was always asked to tie up my tongue and exist as if I didn't exist.

To stifle my cries and put concealer on the Crimson marks that adorned my body.
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My colourless nothings and your rainbow smiles,
They made the perfect lock and key ever,
I thought.
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I'm all gone
I know not when.
But it happened.
It all happened.
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Tears I shed
I know not why.
I am woman of seamless strength
immovable and impenetrable.
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With the slow sunset,
The world, taken up by contagious silence,
Stares at a fragile soul.
The hour of pity smiles at a bikiny clad ghost.
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A Woman stood in the middle of a muddy road,
With her drooping shoulders, ragged clothes swinging in the monsoon wind.

Her chappal-less feet had cracks, through which her blood strained to peek at the world.
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