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Forbidden 7

Poem By Prathibha Nandakumar

I am a grown woman now.
May be too old to love

I know for one thing

that pain takes its birth
from the naval, creeps up
over the tired breasts
reach the face and
go settle into the eyes.

No wonder you don’t look in my face
when you talk to me.

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