#deformed
That mix of best wishes
admiration and pity -
fermenting and bubbling in me
as soon as I see her
My stomach and throat are churning
They deform my humanity
Her eyes shoot
faster than my thoughts
her head reaches around the corner
to the sun, a rock is lying lazy
in her lower back
Shaking knees
One leg swings
around the other
feet behind each other
Her arms cry
to heaven and wring
out my powerlessness
May 17
May 17, 2026 at 3:47 AM UTC
a deformed cow walks
on dharamsala streets and
i try to accept
Mar 4, 2021
Mar 4, 2021 at 1:41 PM UTC
A wound reopens when you least expect it
Be it through running
Being clumsy
Or though repeating a simple mistake
Should my lack of intelligence
Be a punishable crime?
Was my trusting nature just not meant for existing?
I realize through your glazed stare
You lack remorse.
Being alone was a terrifying choice,
Perhaps I should have harden the shell.
The shell has far to many cracks that fail to mend properly.
Deformity should be eradicated
Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 6:06 PM UTC
I was changed.
Altered by your words.
Forever deformed...
Never to be recognized.
No longer me.
But scraps of what I used to be.
Your words were knives.
And they slit me.
Ripped me.
Don't you see;
the effect of the words you speak?
Now, may I please
R.I.P.
Aug 14, 2016
Aug 14, 2016 at 1:37 PM UTC
The Man with the deformed hands
Happy as he could ever be
Everyone posing queries to him
How he could ever be so happy
They couldn't see he was happy to be
Unique and different to all others
A stamp of light everyday he lived
While loneliness carved his heart out
Pieces at a time
And nobody saw him losing his war
The Man with the deformed hands
Jul 10, 2016
Jul 10, 2016 at 9:40 PM UTC