a timeless fire
Eloquence warying away
It's been a while I've taken notice of
The things outside my head
Muscle memory of grandma
Sewing woollens for her unborn heir
Going up with each sequin
Are her true-blue prayers
The longing for someone she hasn't met yet
Shaped like the most fertile cornucopia
I still remember the day I was told
How my birth was mourned like a dystopia
If indeed I were a boy,
Would all misery then be cured?
Is this form I currently reside in
A punishment that I must endure?
Often, I find myself indulging
In the simple pleasure of thoughtfulness
I wander to seek the answer to
"Does God also discriminate?"
I can't help but beg Him
To give in to their desire
For I cannot bear even the thought of
Another one at the end of this timeless fire.
-Rishika Chutani
So so goood!
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