Rameeza

The first time I spotted her,

When summer had started to stir,

Was beneath azure skies 

And amidst everything nice.

 She had a friendly air,

And some buragandy hair;

Never ravishing but simply plain,

And hands drained in henna stain.

But her eyes were deep like an abysmal hole;

And within those eyes as dark as coal,

I spotted pain and stark denial,

Fear of touch and revival.

PS : The poem is inspired from the novel Nampally Road by Meena Alexander and the occurances of The Emergency.

Picture Credits: Pinterest 

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