Her too – not just Nirmala


Unending steps, Nirmala embraces her own race

A famished charm hovers cautiously over her face

Her bone structure festered into a trained solitude

Hands a healing force, as her knuckles protrude


Red bold kumkum circle, an effort to distance that lech

Conjugal bliss empties itself into an abundant acidic belch

Saree pleats tucked aside, as she scrubs and furiously cleans

Stubborn tarnished spots, wrestling the numbness in Nirmala’s spleen


Her manuscript written with contradictory life strokes

Confused, Nirmala’s ghungroos silenced by fearful ghouls

Excruciating pain, joyous treasure, intense process of birth

A sense of submission, defiance echoes in her widening girth


An unnecessary ornamental, fact like mangalsutra beads adorn

Strings showing through, her insipid emotions tired and torn

Everything Nirmala has ever felt is a quiet bangle encircling her wrist

The hushed restraint of her space, contradicted by colors that insist


Phantoms, come each night when she curls again into herself

His fantasies break her into tears, tenderness set aside on the shelf

Dreary dawn nudges her awake, she washes, prays, wears resistance again

Collecting a potli of dreams, a composed Nirmala walks into the rain


Defying the grammar of traditional womanhood, impoverished lives

Her daily life embraces tomorrow, today’s hunger submitted to archives

Nirmala’s bio presents strange attributes; observe, listen, resilience

I witness her laughter hesitatingly, jolting trauma into obedience


Repetition nourishes days that hide the broken scars of the night

Finding her truth in rooms, doors and windows, peeping skylights

Questions that face her, are tattooed into the kaajal of her eyes

Wretchedness was a corpse, Nirmala embraced her Kaali in disguise

Published by Kashiana

I am a management professional by job classification and a work practitioner by personal preference. One poetry collection - Shelling Peanuts and Stringing Words and a chapbook, Crushed Anthills. Always gathering poems, and letting them marinate and change shape and form.

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