Poem: Numb
- Niharika Mathur
- Feb 23, 2022
- 1 min read
Numb
He beckoned me to raise my hands high
I pushed my limits and let out a cry
Eyes shut, fists furled, agony rippled through my spine
I then conformed, and lied down in a position supine.
Panting and sweating,
My eyelids were almost down
As I trudged along the everlasting mill,
The chills I felt knew no bounds.
Hurling gibes at me, he pressed me more.
I bent my knees as my thighs became sore.
Every inch of my body was falling into crumbs
I couldn’t feel anything, everything was so numb.
My shoulders slugged against the dragging weight
I suppressed my pain but it just wouldn’t abate.
Whimpering, crying, shambling along,
I knew he could see nothing wrong
Who gave him the right to rule over my body?
Ordering me, directing me- He commits great folly
Though I gave myself in, to be treated like that
All efforts I made, seemed to lay flat.
I don’t mind him controlling my diet or my walk
Numbing me so much, that it seems like a crime
Seriously, one has to go through a lot,
To reduce their waistline!
(Honorable mention in Delhi Poetry Slam Wingword Poetry Competition)
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