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Broken (Sreepoorna Viswanadhan)

Published on 22 February, 2019
Broken (Sreepoorna Viswanadhan)
All I have
Are broken pieces of glass
In my pocket.

"Why do you still keep them",
people ask.
Just throw them away
After all, it's just broken pieces of glass.

But here I am,
Being the stubborn little girl
That I've always been
Looking for someone with the right fix
To put them back together
To how it used to be
The invaluable, delicate, beautiful
glass sculpture that it was.

It will never be the same,
I know it too.
It's scrap now.
But those glass pieces are all I own
After the scars and battles that I've fought.

Sometimes I hold on to the broken pieces
Real tight
In the effort of remembering what it used to look like
Only knowing that I've bled myself
Again.
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Joseph 2019-02-22 21:27:44

This young girl ‘Sreepoorna’ created a delightful poem from a broken glass.  It remembers me a poem ‘the fallen flower’ (Veena poov) in Malayalam by Kumaran Asan.  This poem is a very imaginative, elusive and subtle. It reflects her beauty of inner self from a trivial broken glass.  The fallen flower is still beauty on the ground.  Its fragrance emanates the happiness. Her broken glass too makes happiness in her mind as well as the readers. Congratulations to the poet with all the best.  

funny 2019-02-22 22:01:34
Joseph's wild imagination is funny.
വിദ്യാധരൻ 2019-10-14 09:23:30
തകർന്ന കുപ്പി ചില്ലുമേന്തി 
അലയുന്നനേക സ്ത്രീകളിങ്ങ്.
കഴിയുമോ സമൂഹമേ 
നൽകുവാൻ നമ്മൾക്കതിൻ 
തകർത്തെറിഞ്ഞ മൂലരൂപം ?
ഓർക്കുന്നു ഞാനാ പെൺകിടാവിനെ 
സൂര്യനെല്ലിയിലെ സൂര്യകാന്തിയെ;
ഞെരിച്ചുപൊട്ടിച്ചവളുടെ 
ചാരിത്യ സ്ഫടികമാ 'കശ്മലൻ '
തകർന്ന കുപ്പി ചില്ലുമേന്തി 
അലയുന്നവൾ ഇന്നും;
കഴിയുമോ സമൂഹമേ 
നൽകുവാൻ നമ്മൾക്കതിൻ 
തകർത്തെറിഞ്ഞ മൂലരൂപം ?

( ഹൃദയാന്തരസ്‌പര്‍ശിയായ കവിത )

BENNY KURIAN 2019-10-14 03:42:19
"Only knowing that I've bled myself
Again."
Beautiful... But, the poetess holds it - even though it is painful!

മലയാളത്തില്‍ ടൈപ്പ് ചെയ്യാന്‍ ഇവിടെ ക്ലിക്ക് ചെയ്യുക