Daisy Barman Poems

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1.
Is There Really A Motherland?

Whom do I ask?
Who will answer?
Where my motherland is.
And foreign? Where is it?
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2.
Living Through The Wounds.

Set away amid the noise
My tattered reality is pierced with thorns
My consciousness is shot with a gun
Trying to pass through
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3.
Midnight Babble

Something clamps the heart
Exploding my existence
Like steaming lava
Every midnight.
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