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Why?
Why do you take hold of my
my voice and the pen?
Your force holds me back,
and fills me with pain.
Why don't you measure
the depth of a poet's mind?
Your power can't put me back,
I ain't ready to stay behind.
I'm a woman, so I can't have
any wit or intelligence!
Can I be bought by anyone
with penny or pence?
I have the wish, the
desire to flow as stream,
to touch the pinnacle
of the high altitude,
I have built a dream--
Do not shatter it,
do not make it fall.
Let me play the flute not
for you only but for all!
poem
by
Nilakshi Das
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