Here’s an intense, woman-centric, inward-looking poem, by Bindita, for Different Truths.
I am standing on the sea coast
Inside me, there is a silent shout
I am smoldering…I am burning…
I am blazing
And yes I am flaming too…
The marine waves have botched to compose me
I am smoldering…I am burning…
I am going to squeal…
Louder…I solicited
Would you take a notice of me?
Say…would you set aside yourself?
Most likely I am wide of the mark
Just like a shadow in the dark
I am going to snivel
Shrill…I solicited
Would you eavesdrop it?
I am going to be ill with
I am going to screech
Yes…I am going to toddle
All I and no-one else
I know you won’t be at hand
I know I am not just the thing
I am smoldering…I am burning.
All my Gods are fallacious
I am the reprobate
All my assessments were exact
Except you…and your visage
Encircled by all the cataclysms
Surrounded by all the adversities
But I am better than you…
Far away…yes…far away
I will chortle when I will be ablaze
For sure…yes for sure
I am smoldering…I am burning.
©Bindita Sinha
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Bindita Sinha works in Jupiter Infomedia as a Content Editor. She is based in Kolkata.
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