Bindu Balan
(Pondicherry-India)
<sherry.bindu@gmail.com>

 

 

 
  THUNDEROUS SILENCE
OF MY HEART

The violence of your silence
Slashes a crimson path, down my pale heart
Sweeping away all stirrings
Into a heap of shattered splinters.
I lay them at your feet
That tramples the last whispers
of your thought
Scar them not further
For each shattered splinter
bears your name so dear.

Out of the thunderous silence of my heart
Flows unending whispers of broken thought
Hitherto unknown, in a life given to gaiety
Your harsh slaughter of an innocent heart
At the altar of twisted pride
Rends asunder a virgin love
That loved a heart so stalagmite.
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Author
(Published in Kafla Intercontinental - Spring, 2016) 

DREAM CHILDREN

You bequeathed me children dear
Whose baby breath tickled my chin
Little fingers sweet,
Grabbed my locks so fast
Tugging at heart strings near.
Feet so fair, untouched, anew
Kicked the air in gusty sweep
A fragrance full of baby sweet,
Breathed you into me
You who bequeathed my dream children dear

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Author
(Published in Kafla Intercontinental - Spring, 2016)