Minefield Hopping

“No day is safe from news of you”

The Rival, Sylvia Plath

Our memories have burnt into my skin
Moments of poisonous intensity
Flying shrapnel
War survivor
From explosions of sin

They are aflame with the acid of me
Digital imprints of you
Respond to other cues
Come back and hurt me

Here’s a mention, there’s a share
Everyone, a guileless foe
Ignorance vile
“Sorry, I didn’t know”
And once again, I’m emptied bare

Tomorrow, a fresh start, I promise
Levity to feign lightness
Distractions supreme
Till another news item
Life is a minefield of explosions like this

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3 thoughts on “Minefield Hopping

  1. birdosan May 7, 2014 at 22:22 Reply

    I admire, respect and empathize deeply with the sentiments expressed in this poem. I also love the quote by Sylvia Plath you started with.


  2. carpedieum May 8, 2014 at 06:56 Reply

    Loved the metaphors- kep posting poetry!

    Do let me know when and where the readings happen- Seema Buckshee here( we met at Culture Lab)


    • IdeaSmith May 15, 2014 at 12:24 Reply

      @carpedieum: Thank you! And I’ve mailed you with the details of Alphabet Sambar. You can also follow the Twitter handle of Alphabet Sambar.


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