Speaking An Unknown Language Poem by nithya raghavan

My language
Has been uprooted
From my throat,
Grass kidnapped from
Brown homes,
And my tongue, pink lizard
Runs across the
Mountains of the white
Space, exploring the unknown.

My language hides
Underneath the stone,
Precious silver and gold
Afraid to escape the
Treasure chest with arrows
And cannons against those
Gangsters who try to ambush
Those letters, words and works.
The innate voice speaks in
Texts summoned by my pen.

My tongue is chained,
Coiled in those new sentences,
In full moon nights,
Ancestor poets steal
Devil's glances and
Flicker their malicious toothless
Smiles as my eye lashes
Purse their black lips.....