Aggression Poem by Meena Kandasamy
Aggression
Ours is a silence
that waits. Endlessly waits.
And then, unable to bear it
any further, it breaks into wails.
But not all suppressed reactions
end in our bemoaning the tragedy.
Sometimes,
the outward signals
of inward struggles takes colossal forms
And the revolution happens because our dreams explode.
Most of the time:
Aggression is the best kind of trouble-shooting.
Magnificent poem, honestly written and well worded. The best poem I ever read that has got TMPOTD The MODERN Poem Of The Day, Meena. I salute for your fantastic and amazing poem and that in INDIA, where every poet is afraid to utter the reality that is going on, afraid of being accused of insulting the government, the case of castes and the attitudes of the human being in your country especially.
Excellent how you have described " Aggression" Thought provoking.
YOUR 275/500 POETSS OF PH I HAVE NO PLACE BUT T APPRECIATE YOUR GRACE SILENTLY THE WALLs also have ears all say they spread news quickly So I silently leave thee do read my MOMS SMILES she loved SILENCE and was towards the end a monument of SILENCE
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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2) We have had the era of slaves, but this cultural tradition that is now still going on in india is worst than that worldly era of the slaves, the humialating the lowest caste! I THOUGHT this does not exist anymore in your beloved country. Congratulations with this award The Modern Poem Of The Day, Meena! I wish you more success!