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1 When The SIlence Smiles... Page ---10
2 Let Us Endorse It! Page ---- 16
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2 Let Us Endorse It! Page ---- 16
When The Silence Smiles...
Of the many forms that silence takes,
The most indelible is the silence of hurt.
The world has placed a finger on her pursed lips
To hush her from wailing, told her
The age-old stories of Sita and Savitri
To renounce her pride, to realign her plaint!
But… but, her espousing feminist traits
Never allowed her to be acquiescent!
The bleeding dove started singing a freedom song!
‘I am a free soul, singing a solo no matter what I express
Will see the worlds, the gender-free intellectual cosmos’
Wants to fit those beneath her eyelids.
She finds space in between the splits and cuts
Filled with smiles where it's empty, where it needs hardy!
Madz Its so splendid dear
The age old stories of Sita and Savitri hit right to my heart
And the inner depth of this poetry is soo good
A beautiful poem my dear
Madi wonderful poem as usual.👏
The feminist traits will see the worlds, the intellectual cosmos, very relevant poem .
Thank you, Alexia, for expressing your appreciation with such sweet words.🤗 Means a lot to me dear.Originally posted by: Alexia_Wilson
Madz Its so splendid dear
The age old stories of Sita and Savitri hit right to my heart
And the inner depth of this poetry is soo good
A beautiful poem my dear
@koeli di I just came across this.Rangoli is so splendid.And the sketch is so so beautiful.Di u r so creative.Loved it❤️
Originally posted by: Viswasruti
When The Silence Smiles...
Of the many forms that silence takes,
The most indelible is the silence of hurt.
The world has placed a finger on her pursed lips
To hush her from wailing, told her
The age-old stories of Sita and Savitri
To renounce her pride, to realign her plaint!
But… but, her espousing feminist traits
Never allowed her to be acquiescent!
The bleeding dove started singing a freedom song!
‘I am a free soul, singing a solo no matter what I express
Will see the worlds, the gender-free intellectual cosmos’
Wants to fit those beneath her eyelids.
She finds space in between the splits and cuts
Filled with smiles where it's empty, where it needs hardy!
beautiful poem ❤️😳
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