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Sanghita
Sen teaches in the Department of English, Presidency College,
Kolkata. She has Edited and written several books and
papers. She is sending her poems first time for any journal on
line
RESOLUTION
I'll not let go my right to be
In spite of your disapproval
In spite of your frown
Instead I'll walk along the way
yet untrodden.
I'll not let go my right to sky
The sky may be enough high
for my reach
the clouds may scaffold my right to sun
'cos the sky's right is mine too
I'll not let go my right to say
the language, if proves inadequate
I'll invent new words
I'll adorn it with new meanings
yet unintroduced!
I'll not let go my right to be
let the world have its own tradition
let the word sway towards you
I'll toss the world to my way
yet unseen.
TEARS
Tears trickle down the cheek,
Ending its journey of woe
Leaving just the salt behind.
The tear tastes like blood
Blood without its crimson,
Liquid yet heavier than a rock.
The indelible mark remains
- exposing the scar inside.
Tears trickle down the cheek
Or oozes deep inside sans manifestation.
3. SNOWFLAKES
Falling snowflakes I held
At my palm
Moistening my moments of happiness
They melt into memory.
BIRTH
Cruel Time! You abort the
possibility of my fruition.
Yet I bent upon to achieve the motherhood.
The unborn foetus in my womb will carry the torch
I light today
I nurse my hope
- my revolt
- my dream to be
To be with full right
To be with brave might
To continue the unfinished fight
Through my blood this desire runs deep
I rise above my nightmare to a new sunny morning.
A mother is born unnoticed!
What is the best for me
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The fire inside
Burns my flesh outside
The charred body moves about
From well-wisher to whale-wisher.
I loved you
You told you loved me!
Your words touched my untouched mind.
Your eyes touched my yet untouched body.
I wanted your hands to touch me.
Your hands touched someone else
Someone whom your father chose for you.
Someone who wanted somebody else.
Our fathers did what was best for us.
Our fathers did what was best for OUR life.
You, the father will do the best for your girl.
All the girls will wait for the best to happen to them
Decided by somebody else.
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