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Three Poems by Anushka Chavan


Three Poems by Anushka Chavan

To die in the hands of 'God'


How does it feel to be human?

To live beyond labels

and to view the world for what it is

without the burden of prejudice or cruelty?


How does it feel to die nameless,

a line item in the newspaper,

a fleeting reference gone up in flames with the banners?

How does it feel to hear the cries,

to watch the agony,

and still decide to take their lives?


We are the species that kills its own,

draping violence in robes of old,

giving bloodshed a sacramental tone and belief.

The same hands that stretch towards

God for redemption

turn to plead for mercy at the hands of man.


Emergency Exit


On my deathbed,

on my chosen road,

When the sun goes dull,

and I take my last breath,

I'll find peace,

as the crow eats my flesh.


When death approaches,

I'll offer myself,

fragile and undone,

Internally rotten

but tender flesh,

A gift to the earth,

so life goes on.


I'll think of my family and friends,

Of you,

and your innocence,

Even in death,

I'll put you first,

For I'll be the last to know

when my heart stops beating.


Before I partake universe,

let the wind take me.

Forget me,

but just grant me one last wish

scatter my ashes,

so I may finally be free,

so I may finally be me.



The Seed


You and I

we’ll grow this seed together

an answer to the question

What do we need to survive?


The days will come,

weather will break,

the skies will bruise.

We’ll sing to drown the cracks,

Press the soil between our hands,

call the sun, the rain, the wind.


It will not be us.

Its roots may carry our weight,

but it will fight fate

scream like the storm,

smile like the wind,

sting like thorns guarding roses.

It will learn to sing the soil’s song.


Who will it become?

What shape will it take?

A piece of heart darkened,

yet waking each morning

to greet the sunrise again.


How will it hold the weight

of something heavier than life?

A tiny diya, its stammering flame

just enough to light the darkness

but enough to say, I am.



 

About the Poet:


Anushka Chavan is a poet and writer whose writings investigate the points of intersection between identity, culture, and modern society. Her work navigates emotions, identity, and the dynamic beat of the world around her.

 
 
 
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