Poem – I Speak by Sonam Hajela

A few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway
into windows, with breezes gently swaying in
I breathe in and wonder why I am a
Life half-lived

A silence in which
another voice may speak,


Alone and crying out
for something bigger than all the cosmos, galaxies and
molten earth can
perchance earth can stand still
on its tilted axis long enough
for me to collide with something real, whole
tenuously silken for me to hold,
eat with my teeth and consume into my
my pores wafting the scent of joy

I speak, holding the darkness behind my eyelids, wondering
If my lips have forgotten caresses
If my heart has cried in blue for too long,
The grace of a lover’s nose, a back and a fingertip’s brush
I stare out the window, the breeze, stilling and stirring
All the same.

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