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Memory

a poem by

Swapna Gopinath

Fixed in a moment of agony
Of pain and shame and fear
Revisiting the moment
Regurgitating the vomit
Belonging to a sick soul
My body resists and recalls
To redeem myself is impossible
With breasts that’s grown fuller
With disturbed pangs of pleasure
The shame of his sin returns
Tormenting me, forcibly
Ageing skin and failing vision
Refuse to let go of the moment
Laughter clubs, yoga clinics
Myriad ways of escape
May be a hand that feels the pain
Will fight the demons away… May be?

Yes and No

a poem by

Manali Desai

Yes, I am 27.
No, I am not afraid to admit it.
Yes, I am still single.
No, I do not regret it.
Yes, I am getting old.
No, it doesn’t scare me.
Yes, I am still immature.
No, I don’t intend on changing it.
Yes, I am unsure of some things.
No, I don’t mind it.
Yes, I value my life, career and independence.
No, I won’t live it on anyone else’s terms.
Yes, I do worry about my future.
No, that doesn’t make me any less strong.
Yes, I will get married soon.
No, you’re not allowed to ask me when.
Yes, I am sad about some things.
No, that doesn’t mean I am not happy with my life.
Coz I have people I care about and they care back for me!
Today, I thank all those people.
Call, Facebook, WhatsApp or any other way. Your one effort makes my day.

Memory

a poem by

Swapna Gopinath

Fixed in a moment of agony
Of pain and shame and fear
Revisiting the moment
Regurgitating the vomit
Belonging to a sick soul
My body resists and recalls
To redeem myself is impossible
With breasts that’s grown fuller
With disturbed pangs of pleasure
The shame of his sin returns
Tormenting me, forcibly
Ageing skin and failing vision
Refuse to let go of the moment
Laughter clubs, yoga clinics
Myriad ways of escape
May be, a hand that feels the pain
Will fight the demons away… May be?