IrrelevantA Poem by Arushi SaksenaI’m not a poet; I never have been. There are no motifs and symbols In my thinking. I think And I write. Irrelevant.
I’m not known; I’m not acclaimed. I walk but nobody knows. I talk but nobody cares. All they want is to advertise Themselves, and they want an Animate journal. They flip through my pages Relentlessly. I scream and I shout- but in vain.
Beyond these walls, I’m not That much (although within them, I’m nothing). A dot on a large map, A speck in this room. Irrelevant. Ignorance is bliss- I must make Many blissful. Sadly, bliss Is but a concept of illusion, For it is within, but Just a disgusting façade. © 2014 Arushi SaksenaAuthor's Note
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Added on October 11, 2014 Last Updated on October 11, 2014 Tags: irrelevant, women, domestic abuse, rape, violence, domestic violence, = |