Posted by: dipika alias DC_Girl October 28, 2004
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Nice poetry everyone! Truly inspired by the Sajhaites' ability to write poetry wherever and whenever possible :), here is my trial version:
Fear crawls under the carpet
the latched door doesn't stop shuddering
a voice loud and harsh echoes in the room and seeks refuge
horror flings open like an automated machine
While Rama clings to her mother
a soul gets dragged like a carcass
in seconds something is missing
one more maltreatment,
and a letter of false justification
The hole they?ve dug to throw men
deep and black, down by Chiso Khola
yet the masquerading consolations she receives
against the naked tortures the trees have witnessed quietly
the haplessness that she has stopped counting on
and the slaughtering being practiced like a ritual?
could it get worse?
Rattling of pots early morning
the daily chores
for the heck of living
memories that haunt her
while she latches the door again
it was the Maoists
it will be the army next
she just holds Rama tight and stares at the latched door.