Stepfather Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
Stepfather
He let her bloom
Like a selfless flower
Without manure and heat..
In a nearby kiosk
He lies drunk inhaling
Perfume from her virgin breasts
She feels she is not alone
Counting petals of moments
That shaped her youth in the dark
Off and she can hear his giggles
As if bubbles from a bottle of beer..
Evening falls like a dead leaf
And she gets ready to welcome
Him at the door..again..helpless
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5/2/2024 9:21:43 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Verily, a good amount of reasoning goes in reading the poem
My heartfelt gratitude for review Sir.