Who would write the poem?

I urged earnestly

.

Heart can’t write

Weak patient

She can’t even hold the pen

.

Thoughts can’t write

Suspicious fellow

She can’t even prove her sanity

.

Mind can’t write

Conscious shamer

She better deny

.

Memories can’t write

Fragile child

She better hide

.

At last

Blood answers the call

“Fine, I will write”

.

Silent witness

Brave Martyr

She rises up

“Who cares the firing squad?”

Writing poems

.

.

.

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Posted by:Annabel

A Dancer, choreographer, A researcher who specializes in Religious Dance and Ritual Performance Study. My blog is the notepad of my consciousness in the modern era we live and a witness of my unique journey on earth, in the cosmos.

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