The Letters To The Womanhood
1
Something tells me
to ask you
how are you.
2
I rewind the time
where your ex
broke your door-
your progenies
became a couple of
spider monkeys;
you, their tree of life.
The shattered glasses appeared.
Footmarks, red on an old carpet.
3
Something asks me to ask
a river about her womanhood.
The river plays around me
takes me toward an ocean
where blue hides all the answers.
4
An enormous red turtle rising,
it will lay it blue eggs on the shore.
A million eggs
for a few
returning to the ocean.
Is it the sunset?
I thought…
5
Shattered glasses
on the shabby carpet
bought with a cozy belief,
at least
the dark red specks
would give it a facelift.
6
I would have never born
if you dared not touch
the fire once more.
7
The psychiatrist said,
we repeat our mistakes.
They are our offspring.
8
How are you?
9
You finally mail me back.
10
You write:
For the answer
recite the entire poem
as if your life depends upon it.
©All Rights Are Reserved By Kushal Poddar, 2010☼
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Comments: 55
where blue hides all the answers" and part 5 is great, too.
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This may be our fate or perhaps like the turtle, we lay 100 eggs to see a few survive.
recite the entire poem
as if your life depends upon it."
Perhaps it does
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Gaea
Our teacher
Our nurturer
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"The river plays around me
takes me toward an ocean
where blue hides all the answers."
"we repeat our mistakes.
They are our offspring."
my favorites... former being deep in sense and latter being irony...
I love the way you carefully handle the topics that are hurtful in life in a way that only the closest of friend would.
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