audible spring

poem

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Sisters of the winds of inland sea,

split from the cradles of custom

that allows to let go

intruding eyes

robbing you of your safe seat

your first right,

that allows to let go

unwanted hands

that thought of attacking

your sacred earth,

that pushes you to silence

when you need

the loudest poem

the longest song

the busiest spring

of disapproval.

Soar to jackal cliff

Tear flags

~

Vaishali Paliwal