Neelam Saxena Chandra
Something in me is shattered like broken pieces of mirror,
something in me is wrecked like a ship lying worthless,
something in me is destroyed like hay charred in sun,
something in me is crushed like stones under a road roller, something in me has ruptured like a broken vein…
fragments of me scatter and disseminate over the earth
over the seas over the horizons and
in the air…
I only pray that its odour does not reach you…