Reversed

October 25, 2023

 

 

You thought I would cry?

My smile has the oppressed

reprisal of generations

that can burn ash

I take tiny steps to the end

of the world that you have

ruled with your death traps

Nothing escapes the

gravity of my dark beauty

Greed is what leads to your fate

Bundles of pain that can’t escape

I feed on your grief

Neglect the wounded soul

You dared to cast your

hungry eyes on me

I cast a spell on the eyeballs

They can’t see light

I snatch back with love

what was taken

You spend eternity

waiting for me to return

I am the air you can’t hold

The slithering grains of sand

The water that catches fire

My pen keeps bleeding blue

Times are changing

Joker is a woman

You want to stay safe?

Just evolve

Mitra Samal

Mitra Samal mostly writes poems and occasionally pens down stories or memoirs. She is a software professional with a passion for both technology and literature. She has published a book of poetry called ‘Beginning’ and participates in poetry open mics. Her works have been published in various online and print media as well. She is also an avid reader and a Toastmaster who loves to speak her heart out.

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