Hither Kusum

Rookie - 13 Points (20th March,1984 / Ranchi)

Stalking Memories - Poem by Hither Kusum

Dagger in your hand, fire in every words,

Hit by your fist or hit by your words,

Words hurt more like a dagger than your fist.

Laced in venom they robbed my dignity,

Like a feudal they stand tall, pushed my body and pulled my thoughts,

Made me naked in thoughts and memories,

Now memories chase me like that stalker.

Discarded by happiness, married to despondency,

I aborted dreams whenever stalked by that stalker.

He who chases me in the dark, unrobed me through his eyes,

Like a warrior I sleep with a dagger in my hand,

To celebrate his death in my arms.


Comments about Stalking Memories by Hither Kusum

  • Chinedu Dike (5/8/2015 7:28:00 AM)


    Well articulated piece of poetry nicely presented. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. (Report) Reply

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  • Juan Olivarez (5/7/2011 8:02:00 PM)


    Great write indeed, excellent. (Report) Reply

  • (4/26/2011 7:23:00 AM)


    well thought out. very deep connection with your heart and mind. great write (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 8, 2011


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