Eila Mahima Jaipaul Poems

I have my fathers eyes.
reflected in them is his spirit and my soul.
sadness is palpable
loss unexplainable
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tears roll down the mannequin smile plastered on my face.
tears of anger and lonliness
broken is my heart
life is empty
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I saw you in the clouds today
you were a white
over my gray
like a butterfly wing poised
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Just one touch of the bow sent shivers
across the strings of her violin as she
began to sing her melody of passion.
Soft and gentle it stroked until she was
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I've spent time
quiet,
with words
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there remain places here,
where tumbling rock slides
have rolled down
to spill over my edge.
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this is the deep of it.
in the night it's contained
and it is cold.
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I woke, to find the house filling
with tears running under doors
under the bedroom
coming up to my bed,
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looking in others' mouths
seeking words
dripping from loose tongues.
searching stranger faces
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come Brahmin, come
cut my locks
dust me with powder
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