I see how day after day, my meaningless expressions,
get lost in the vast void that exists between us.
I cry in my heart,
little I have to offer to my god of love.
There is your grandiose facade,
but silent devotion seems not my fate,
for you, my incapacities, my ordinariness and my unpleasant demeanour-
who will remind you the proverb-
“Don’t dig up seeds to see if they are growing.”
In inexpressible love,
I fall from the fortified position of being a woman,
to a neglected, damned earthworm,
when you make a combined assault on
my she self and
take the skin off my love.
” Be kind to me, be kind… “
Thus cries the half-forgotten shadow of a truthful woman.
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Tamali Neogi
Picture Nick Victor
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