Poems by Swapna Behera

Poems by Swapna Behera

 

Spare Me This Moment

Spare me this moment
to be with the colours
Spare me this moment
To be in hibernation

Spare me this moment
Ahead of my memory
Spare me this moment
To enjoy morning tea

Spare me this moment
To receive the kiss of my baby
Spare me this moment
To sing morning bliss

Spare me this moment
To count sea waves
Spare me this moment
To grind my spicy ego

Spare me this moment
To live with my fantasies
Spare me this moment
For I wish to live my life

Spare me this moment
To read this poem – – –

 

Echo of the Epicentre

The sizzling voice from the epicentre whispers—
May I earn a smile ???
A smile that gives a choice,
Choice to live and love,
fly or swim,
earn fame and never a sham
put on the dawn, and never a dusk

Choice to be pregnant or to be my own self,
lend my skill or express my agony ,
Choice to be secured,
And vibrate my ambition and desires,
Choice to be a virgin or a mother,
My existence is the thunder of the Nature
I am not a slave-

A slave of rituals ,superstitions,
Fanaticism and vandalism
My womb is never ever for bloodshed
The uterus that creates
and never destroys –
You may dig a pit
Keep me underground
You may burn my wax clad,
Or dissect my flesh and blood
Still then—-

I am a wonder woman and a thunder woman
My tears and blood will write
The epitaph of kindness
I am the lady with the lamp
Healing in the battle field
May I earn a smile ??
May I be surrogated
to give birth to peace and love
For ever and ever ??

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