From the biography of an unknown woman: V
It’s indeed strange
How she contains both
Pain and pleasure
Within the boundary of
Her skin and bones
None can ever believe
How her skin cracks
How her bones creak
Each time her heart
Silently screams in protest
For she dare not voice
Her woe or her joy
For it’ll cause the worlds
To fall apart…
20apr2010
20.41hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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