Torment

Secrets, like bile, rise to her throat
corroding it completely

the barbed wire texture lends raspiness to her voice

she pushes them down with a tablet for acidity

shame keeps tumbling out of her innards

her skin, tired of containing it, sags

she lives behind curtains

covering herself in diaphanous shadows

her limpid pools threaten to spill her pain

she shutters them with blankness

glassy-eyed to the world

as she sits to sew a quilt of comfort
stabbing the needle fervently

her fingers spill blood forming marbled patterns

she draws a rainbow on the cold mosaic floor

black clouds gather in the skies threateningly

her words are starved of oxygen

she dare not let them breathe in paper

fearing their mutiny

her mind is a minefield of morbid melancholy
she laughs throatily lest it explodes.

55 thoughts on “Torment

  1. ‘she sits to sew a quilt of comfort stabbing the needle fervently her fingers spill blood forming marbled patterns she draws a rainbow on the cold mosaic floor black clouds gather in the skies threateningly her words are starved of oxygen she dare not let them breathe in paper fearing their mutiny’….
    No words re.. β€πŸ’•πŸ‘πŸΌπŸ‘πŸΌπŸ€—πŸ€—

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  2. Wow, Punam, this is a powerful poem. The imagery you create with “words..starved of oxygen,” and then “…breathe into paper” is extraordinary. All the while the reader feels the tension in every word. The words are dripping with emotion. A real treat. Just wonderful. Well done. πŸ™πŸ™

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  3. Only you can beatify suffering with such exquisite detail. Each line was it’s own image but all together, the tormented picture has such depth that we go willingly into the darkness. Bravo!

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  4. Wow… !! Words ironically spilling from a tormented/repressed mind. Well exemplified, and powerful indeed. Surprising and imposing graphic imagery.
    Really thought-provoking work, Punam.
    Was lovely to comment-chat with you again earlier. Thank you so much for your time. Had missed you and your warmth and kindness. πŸ’—πŸŒΏ Be well, and take care xoxo

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