Whisper Poem by Ananya Guha

Whisper



There is a whisper
not outside
but in my stilled heart
a whisper of the obvious
a whisper maimed
into lies
into blood baths
into transgressed battle fields
O holy
my whisper is conversion.

Thursday, March 22, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
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