Sarnou Dalal Poems
- 1. My Forties
Alas! I am here at the verge of my forties
Looking backward and forward for my worries
Backward, I see in me inexplicable naivety
Forward, I see in this lady a careless aunty
... - 2. A Heroine
Like a soldier in a battlefield with no weapon,
I am ever bleeding, but never fleeing my arena.
I hold tight my wounds with my enemy’s ribbon;
I never look backward, for I want to be a winner.
... - 3. A Tattooed Memory
Long years… though I have lived thirty seven short years
Oscillating helplessly between feeble smiles and tears
Wavering right and wrong between my peace and fears
Losing myself every moment I lose enemies and dears
... - 4. My Old ‘me’
Eternally, the same places, the same faces, the same traces
Of my old days of the scary past that is still there, that still chases
My every dream, my every smile and my every inner peace
I beg him to vanish and disappear; I say with fear: “go away, please!”
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