I am a red ball bouncing inside a dark box up down and side to side in circles and at tangents trying to find the light I will not stop bouncing off these walls till I find my way out–
As I sit here here in this body of mine cross-legged and breathing in life a small smile and as I touch forefinger to thumb I am overwhelmed by the miracle that That little gesture entailed the message that traversed
Kick me as hard as you can as often as you want I can bear it. Don’t stop ever or slow down I wait to feel your kick inside me every day and every night. Until you are safe in
She is the vision of grace and beauty, outside. Her silenced voice renders her dead, inside. Micropoetry challenge(form Naani) for November 4th at thotpurge. Naani is a four-line poem containing 20-25 syllables invented by a Telugu poet, Dr. N. Gopi.