My Wall – by Malkeet Kaur

 

My every bone and limb is skewered
in the eye of this huge magnifying glass
between my world and the world.

There is a wall of my sacred temple –
a wall that keeps the beaming adversaries at bay.

And my heart lies whole there –
a burnished , bruised deity of a lost world
buried in the ruins of human madness.

The dismembered relics of a saint looking at the world
with doe eyes closed in lion’s meditation.

 

 

 

Malkeet Kaur resides in Mumbai, India. Though she works as a teacher and passionately loves her profession, she writes poems too. Many of her poems have found places in various anthologies and online journals – Episteme, Barking Sycamores, Acerbic Anthology against Gender Violence, Twist of Fate (charitable Anthology), Yellow Chair Review, The Awakening of She, The Significant Anthology, to name a few. Her poems are mostly existentialist and feminist in nature.

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