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She, A Mannequin

written by: Monica Oswal

@monica.oswal

 

She sets them all free
to fly away, spread wings
to seek new skies
Yet, they all come back,
one after the other
each and every one of them,
fleeting birds of desires

Hordes of them
throng her grave,
they paw and claw
tearing away
a chunk apiece,
laying bare,
a frozen sky.
They take a flight,
beaks full of
raw, molten lava

Changing trajectories,
they alter course
and reappear
like morning stars
to put back together
her shredded limbs,
they sew her back
stitching, hemming,
stuffing her anew

Once done,
they stand back
to admire their handiwork,
scrunching and pulling
they make sure
the flawless and translucent
fake smile
embroidered on her lips
doesn't fray

She bears it all,
not a drop of sweat
bothers her brow,
though countless
they are all a part of her,
various hidden quarks
of her cellular being.
She smiles,
pulling the seams taut;
mannequins are afterall
not supposed to
display emotions

Monica Oswal

Monica Oswal

Adept as a business woman and corporate leader, poetry remains Monica's first love; having penned over hundreds of poems and numerous short stories. She was recently featured among the Incredible Women Writers of India 2016 by Womeninc.com. Many of her poems have been published in anthologies and magazines. Her views on poetry and life were also featured in an interview on FM radio. The choice of subjects in her poetry is varied and has finesse for Indian mythology.
Monica Oswal

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