Saturday 1 August 2015

Martyr



“Who told you to touch my things?

There should be limits to trespasses

Uh oh don’t try to serenade

You are no bird of paradise

I hate that martyred look of yours

Could you please get lost?”

Her stony feet

Can’t walk out of this hell

Of every second of her life

A sigh escapes

 

Posted for APED Prompt-63 where the prompt word is Martyr suggested by Usha Menon

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15 comments:

  1. Sumana, this a very lovely take of the prompt.

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  2. It makes me think of the sort of person who is terribly invasive and acts as if martyred when called on their behavior. I enjoyed the poem very much.
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  3. The words 'trespass' and 'martyr' go very well together.

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  4. Too sad that her stony feet can't walk out of the hellish situation ~ Nice weaving of both prompts ~

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  5. Ah. This is a vivid exchange-- I imagine teen and parent or wife and husband-- well done. K.

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  6. Loved the closing line.. such a melancholic feel to this poem.. a mixture of resentment and longing.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  7. I do hope she finds the strength to 'walk out of this hell.'

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  8. Reminds me of the interaction between a teen and an overprotective mother. Well written!

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  9. So much tension... rage... and apprehension...

    May she find the means to walk away, and she set boundaries no one can trespass easily.

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  10. the bitter walk of stone underfoot... ~

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  11. It truly is a terrible situation to have your things and privacy violated and not be able to escape or rectify the situation.

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  12. I hope she can find her way out of hell. Strong piece!

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