MAANASWINI MANISH

Dare

You close the chapter of my tale in your twisted world, tearing out every word and ripping every thought that I ever dared to think. And yes, I still dare to come up to you –poised, with head held high. I demand the pen to write the journey of my existence.

You char my helpless body. My fingers are burned, blistered. But the dust in my eye does not cloud the bitter truth and my soul remains untouched. And yes, I dare to come up to you –my dignity still intact, no tears cascading.

I ask back the fragments of my reality.

You submerge my curls into the water, so icy cold and meaningless, wanting to drown my dreams and desires. Gasping for breath silently. And yes, I dare come up to you –soaking in my pride, a tsunami of resistance. Give me the drops of my destiny.