Tuesday 1 September 2009

Poetry 2009 Longlist, Neelima P


White walls
And diamond tiles
Over my head
As they gelled my womb
And looked for a life.
The red report
Had my favorite
Secret .I grabbed
It to see if there was
A form, a shape,
A beginning, an end,
A breath, a beat,
They didn’t explain
The spine and the head
But I saw
My heart beat there.

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