Kauthami Thamy

Notes From Faceless Woman - Poem by Kauthami Thamy

I awaking from the life
like awaking from the dream
I wear my fake mask
First as a Daughter
Then as a friend
After as a beloved
Finally as a Woman

All are playing
to their own tunes
My soul plays the saddest tones
like a broken guitar
inner soul
coming from vessels
trying to play
a liberation song

A music
which was
stagnated for many centuries
in my heart
from my eyes..

I erase
My lived
feet tracks
in my weeping corners
I break the
sweetest tone of power
I passed the survival
as a
productive machine
where my feet is going
there I travel in my way..


Topic(s) of this poem: woman

Form: Verse

Comments about Notes From Faceless Woman by Kauthami Thamy

  • Chinedu Dike (12/25/2015 7:53:00 PM)

    An insightful depiction of the voyage of womanhood that's fraught with emotional challenges, well articulated and nicely penned in poetic diction with conviction. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Kauthami. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. (Report) Reply

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  • Kelly Kurt (12/9/2015 10:34:00 AM)

    Very nicely written, Kauthami. Thanks (Report) Reply

    Gowthamy Yoganathan (12/13/2015 12:05:00 AM)


  • Captain Herbert Poetry (12/9/2015 2:19:00 AM)

    wonderful to read and intelligent lines (Report) Reply

  • Nosheen Irfan (12/9/2015 1:03:00 AM)

    A woman's feelings so beautifully expressed. My soul plays the saddest tone...music overflowing from my eyes. Wonderful images. (Report) Reply

    Gowthamy Yoganathan (12/13/2015 12:07:00 AM)

    Yah always women have a saddest lines inherent in heart.

  • Gajanan Mishra (12/9/2015 12:03:00 AM)

    travelling on one's own way.. good one, go on.. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 8, 2015

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