Saturday, 17 February 2018

Poetry Longlist 2017, Aakriti Bhatia

Fell

 Aakriti Bhatia

 I saw him and I fell,
Hard and fast,
like a gravitational spell
I saw his mouth, and his eyes,
and I forgot how to swim,
as I drowned deeper in
I heard his mesmerising voice,
as he said my name,
how it sounded like a prayer
And in that moment,
I could have fallen a hundred times
And yet, somehow...
As he uttered his next words,
I was liberated,
Liberated, as if, from a trance
And now…now he was falling
Fallen in my eyes, no longer handsome,
and I realised, without a doubt,
Beauty can turn around,
when an ugly mind comes out.

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