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THE GODDESS

 Sometimes she wonders

sometimes she sighs

sometimes she bleeds

sometimes she cries .

Sometimes we listen

but often leave unheard

as if gifting the sky

to a one winged bird .

There are secrets in her silence

but their silence is her prize

to win the fight against her body

that we have made her visualize .

Sometimes she is life

and sometimes it’s only cure

but for all the times to come

we have named her impure .

                                                                                         Arijit Roy

                                                                                        (Poem and photograph)

 

 

                                                                                                    

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