Can you hear me ?
When I fold my wings
Tuck them away
Clip off the remnants
Hide my happiness
Behind the burnt wall
Of the ancient cupboard
And rub off the fairy dust
Hide my penchant for flight
Can you hear me?
When I hold your words
In my empty cauldron
Saving them for a night in desert,
under the withered stars, long dead
My throat, brittle
With your memories
My mind, arid and parched
For your elusive touch
Can you hear me?
When the stray strands of my hair
Look for refuge in my tears
And I
Cover the nape of my neck
With a torn piece of hope
Sacred thread tied to my wrist
With abandon, disrepair
Can you hear me?
When I gather up
the broken shards of yesterday
So beguiling, yet barren
Of the vows
Primeval and mostly forgotten
And prepare myself
For another day
Without you
Can you hear me?
When I walk aimlessly
In the labyrinths of my tired mind
Looking for an answer
Hitherto denied
As my blue black pen
Wounded,
Screams for a piece of paper
That lies crumpled
Under your edges
-Rianka Bose Saha
Superb
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This is superb!! I am a great fan of your works!
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Beautiful 💚
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Very intense & provoking. 💚
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Deep, magical, exquisite… I could go on and on.
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Beautiful!!
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Beautifully written!
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Beautifully written Rianka.. 💚💚
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Forever a fan of your words <3
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Beautiful!
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Beautiful
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So evocative! Beautifully penned.
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Just Awesome!! Loved the literary personification. 💚💚
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Poignant , I liked the flow and your thoughts, the words flow like water. Beautiful read as always Rianka💚
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