ಸಾಗುವ ದಾರಿಗೆ, ಸವಿಯುವ ಹೆಜ್ಜೆಗೆ ನೆನಪೇ ಬೆಳಕು ಸುಳ್ಳಲ್ಲ.: Around the Pond

Saturday 8 February 2020

They had all gathered

Around the pond,

A body from where they called upon the spirits -

Spirits of the vanquisher.

Split hymens now sung the hymns,

Swelling and rotten breasts were the master orators

Bruised hands bore pieces of parchment

And an attempt was made to create bonfire

In water.

The parchments were swung into the pond,

And the names of the rapists charred down,

A rare sight -

It was snow born from fire.

ಸಾಗುವ ದಾರಿಗೆ, ಸವಿಯುವ ಹೆಜ್ಜೆಗೆ ನೆನಪೇ ಬೆಳಕು ಸುಳ್ಳಲ್ಲ.