Poetry

Poems of Hurt

By Sonya J Nair

1.

Fury

Slow burn.

A screw
coiling, coiling, coiling
A watch
wound, wound, wound

A screw to the heart
wōund, wōund, wōund
the sound of acid pumping

a spring a snap
recoil recoiling
re-coiling.

Tangibility
The day you died, I forgot
— to fret over the numbness that resided
at the tip of my left little toe.
— and how annoyed I had been
with you for refusing to believe
the existence of
such a mustard seed of an anomaly.

"Totally in the extreme," you howled,
while I contemplated blue murder.
— how I once woke to find you
nibbling away at my hypothesis,
your face impishly inching closer,
making me want to love you
in ten shades of tangibility.

It was only by night,
after they had buried you,
that I wondered — if
loss could send feeling
flooding into frozen digits —
the cascades of pain, a twinge?
the keening in my soul, a twitch?

I touched the spot.
Still cold.
As cold as you had gone.

Sonya J. Nair is the editor of samyuktapoetry.com. She is working on her first collection of poems. She has been published in the Shimmer Spring Anthology and Rewriting Human Imagination- an anthology published by IASE and the Centre for Digital Humanities.

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2 replies on “Poems of Hurt”

Glad to see a personal favourite here for the world to savor and relish. Keep harnessing your words Dr!

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Excellent work.

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