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Poem: Numb

  • Writer: Niharika Mathur
    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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