Wounds of Silence

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A protest poem by Deeya against atrocities.

Desires hold me prisoners

scaling walls of atrocities

tendrils of

cloaks me

in this vivacious

I stand upon the bend in Chandrabhaga

Rivers dry up

in the scorching sun

as this

and often

a sickle shaped back

fits into a collage of silence-

probably a form

His back against the sun

his iridescent hairs floating

as in a mirage

he stands

The silence that emanates

grows loud each time

the sea meets the

in a rhythmic chant to

bare its womb

The palm fronds that surrounds

this golden land are a

promise a treat

a silence

in the canvas a river dries up

only to grow luscious in .

©Deeya Bhattacharya

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Born at Durgapur, West Bengal, Deeya Bhattacharya- a PG in English Literature and a Graduate in Education from the University of Burdwan. Her poems and articles have appeared in several National and International journals, websites, E-zine, besides several anthologies. Member of Poets International, She has read her poetry at quite a few fests. She teaches English and Poetry at a State Government High School.