The Ball…

Posted: April 28, 2012 by Ankur in Writes...
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Enchanted with the music
charmed with the song
I was in your arms
in last week’s Ball.
The warmth of your voice
and the soft breeze
touched my neck
and left me pleased.

Aware I was not
of the crowd near me
Lost, I was
in the dreams of thee.
I danced with you.
by my faith in you.

With your first touch
I gave my heart to you.
With the first move
I bared my soul to you.
The world seemed a myth
and you seemed real.
I lifted my eyes to see
my worries disappear.

Forgetting everything
I was dancing in charm.
Losing myself
to your heart melting warmth.
With ecstasy and love
I danced and danced
until you showed me the ring
on my left hand.

Alas, I woke up
when the reality did unfold
It dawned on me
someone’s mistress you did hold.
I looked around
and saw my man in anger
whose better half was
in the arms of a stranger.

Resentful I ran
leaving the Ball.
and he dragged me
across the hall.
I had the fear,
I will be beaten in anger,
with a tear
I caught a glimpse of you, the stranger.

I hoped you could see
that for freedom I crave
I hoped you would set me free
for my husband made me a slave.
That night you did not see
the scars on my face
Nor did you feel
that every night I am caned.

Years ago, my freedom
he made me lose.
And that night, “legs or hands?”
he made me choose.
I hoped that day
you could hear me cry
as I kneel today
and hope to die…

Sanhita Baruah

Assam Engineering College

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