Theme: Realization

Disease

Sometimes the voice inside me
Deafens my ears.
I snub my howling pain,
But my eyes betray.
In the midst of joys and celebrations
This shroud covers me.
I itch my body to unveil it.
It burns and boils come out.
Concealing my ugliness, I paste smiles.
The day passes and nobody discerns,
Night finds me staring on myself,
They say it is curse of Gods,
But I know, it is gift of his love,
His intimacy with my body which
I concealed from the world,
Is now showing its existence.
Because He lives in me,
Like a fatal disease.

14-Jul-2009

More By  :  Supriya Bhandari

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