Monday, March 14, 2011

The Hijra And The Eunuch Child

both caught
in the cosmic throes
of everlasting pain
water fire and rain
on the soul of humanity
pain passion pathos
as it drains a seed
from which grows a grain
an angle of confusion
depth of field seen through
a broken window pane
a cry from both their soul
ushers out again and again
metamorphosed as words
on the periphery of nothingness
a silhouette crisscross remain
mouth gagged hands legs enchained
androgynous but human
neither for profit nor gain
simply lucid but plain

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