MY POETRY:
Symbolic Cracks!!!
How much does a wound hurt?
In comparison to the possibility of it
How far does death scare?
In comparison to the possibility of it
She has washed her man’s vermillion from her forehead
And has untied her man’s authority from her throat
Still, why do that red pigment and the thread on the neck hurt, after the man’s demise?
Letters still haunt even after it has healed
Heart still gets hurt in the days and nights
The ovens are still the same after mother has bid adieu
The same are the yards, barandas, and the tools
And hasn’t changed the house
But why does that house hurt the son?
After the offerings of the flowers in the pilgrimage
Haven’t had the opportunities to turn back
Still, the heart screams with the names of pilgrimage
And why does that sound hurts?
How much does a wound hurt?
In comparison to the possibility of it
How far does death scare?
In comparison to the possibility of it
