Monday, August 29, 2011

Each of you took something..




Each of U took something..

Creeping, crawling U came

And stripped, tore and took my skin.. my me..

My love so to say-

And yet a smile remained for the soul that none had yet touched..

In the giving, the stripping the stealing,

Naked she stood of guile

And yet they took more..

Where none they could find..

In her soul she carried ...

A some-body who gave and yet gave nothing at all..

Yet she stood there touching... yet away from it all..


( For Thursday Poets’ Rally Week 50 )

Painting by Clementina Cote*


© 2011 Maitreyee Bhattacharjee Chowdhury





22 comments:

Poetry and Icecream said...

This is very sad. I like this line "And yet a smile remained for the soul that none had yet touched."

Daydreamertoo said...

I imagine this is how prostitues feel. Every single client takes something but, none of them can take her soul.
Very deep and very sadly beautiful.

D2 said...

The essence of untouched purity.
Like the reflection of beauty.
Not on crystal surface of a mirror,
But on the smooth flow of spring water.
Untouched.
Untainted.
Yet defiled by many; unable to tarnish.

Beautiful poem.

debi said...

Pretty words and sad. They go beautifully with the painting.

antomaniax said...

Beautifully crafted poem...

cinnamonblues said...

Evocative, beautifully written poem.

confusedyuppie said...

loevely poem-loved the title too,

zongrik said...

hard to carry that body in our soul, isn't it?

Larry, aka The Kid and The Old Goat said...

I am not so sure this is sad at all. I guess it is in how one takes it, but this doesn't have to be about taking anything away physically. It could be something taken that is closer to the soul, and yet in reality is offered. Like a poet's poem. Very nice lines.

Larry

mairmusic said...

An interesting musing...

sowmya said...

lovely stuff!

Upasana said...

Haunting yet beautiful! Great work!

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SUB said...

wow...that's awesome...probably soul is the only think that belongs to you...that's who she gave nothing...

Ann LeFlore said...

This is so sad but at the same time so well done

http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/09/01/life-memories/

bemoneyaware said...

Good one..dedicated to woman..

Woman is always giving as a daughter, wife, mother , grandmother and often she is taken for granted. You captured the emotions well.

Maitreyee Bhattacharjee Chowdhury said...

Thank you everyone..yes the soul is the only part that is essentially our own..the rest are what we are with people.

Chintan said...

ironic how soulful this poem is..

Ana_treek said...

It lingers on even after its over..

chitra said...

this is so very awesome...will follow ur blog ...to read ur furthur poems..:)
check my poem blog http://chitraskavana.blogspot.com

VINOD ARORA said...

Organic Structure viz-z-viz Soul... gr8 expression of words !!

Maitreyee Bhattacharjee Chowdhury said...

Chintan,Ana, Chitra, Vinod..thanks a bunch for reading and commenting :)

Rajendra Raikwar said...

good one