There is a shallow sinking unfurling inside my bosom
My eyes smell like a lie perched in a lonesome nest
He says that there’s a lot to live for but when I look at the sky, it feels like for a moment; it’d rather freefall into my ribs
Why is vastness so daunting?
A bloody lip, a bloody elbow
I’ve been angry at the walls and my skin, I’ve been angry at my body and I punish it every time a shard from the past’s mirror becomes the only way for me to see myself
There are hands that don’t belong to me,
And colours that seep into my cuticles without meaning to…
A yellow moonlight fades upon my tongue, it’s a rustic desire biting me down
A man comes to me, he says the world is in his pocket – among other things,
I tell him that I want the universe – everything out there and within,
I never see him again. Some days when the sun is in an inexplicable hurry and the stars whisper in secrecy; I hear them talk of a man who ate the universe and now he’s out there – and within
I look down at my empty palms holding on to nothing but a blackness that has no shade, a hope that has no name.
-Nameera Anjum Khan
This is my very first entry for the Napowrimo Based on the prompt ‘Sun Ra and his Arkestra (Animated Version)‘. I’m planning on spending this whole month here, away from the chaos in my original world of Poetry as I juggle between my passion and academics. Here’s to a consistent beginning!
Thank you for your time, if you want you can check out the daily Prompts too and give them a try.