16 November 2009
Prisoner of self - V I Mohd. Sageer
A strand of your hair
Out of your hijab Is fluttering in the wind And you seemed not to care A sinner you are ! They cried out For you have revealed Your beauty to us The last penny you paid For the yards of clothing Was not enough to shield A few strands of your identity Therein you sat on bare sands And wrote down with your forefinger "I haven't not eaten for days Today I shall beg for money So that I could buy a piece Of garb to knit together And hide my strand of hair Not to provoke you.” - V. I. Mohd. Sageer Labels: mohd-sageer |
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