I was hoping
to come home safe and happy
I was hoping to sleep to my mother's lullaby
but Ma, I
came home bruised and broken
I came home
with a sad lullaby.
I was hoping
to learn to fly soon
But my wings
were clipped by someone
in a
shepherd's coat.
He came into
me like a sinner to a church
in desperate
need of salvation.
He let loose
all his sins inside of me,
but Ma, I'm
not a church
his cross is
too heavy for me to bear.
He crushed
my life with each thrust,
leaving an
invisible scar inside and out.
The help I
screamed for
could not
seem to penetrate his ears
even as they
were wide open.
I was hoping
to sleep to your bedtime story,
But Pa, I
came home with a sad story
for us to
cry to.
Tell me I
was not at fault for the darkness
that came my
way,
Tell me I am
more than the dirt on my skin
coming from
the hand that touched
without
permission.
~ ~ ~
We never
really own anything, do we?
Even our own
flesh,
how the
earth claims for it
once life
gives up on us.
We never
really own anything, do we?
Even our own
heart,
how it often
is full of others,
how it often
breaks for others.
~ ~ ~
This October
I am
starting to believe in impermanence.
I have heard
enough of funeral bells,
and the
sound of hearts breaking.
I have seen
the tears of the one
who is left
behind,
I have seen
loneliness creeping through
cracks of
heart;
Another leaf
has yet fallen around me,
And all I do
is watch.
Another leaf
has fallen softly,
but how it
breaks the tree that bears its absence.
This
October,
I am
starting to believe in impermanence.
~ ~ ~
Airawdi (Femina Hlychho) is a postgraduate in English literature from Mizoram University. She is presently working at Govt. Saiha College as a casual lecturer. She describes herself as a realist by day, a thinker by night. She writes mostly about humanity, human loss, love, recovery, and death, and her poems are sometimes confessional, sometimes inspired and sometimes therapeutic. Through her lines, she hopes to connect the common thread that holds humans together.
She has a page on Instagram where she posts her poetry.
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