Astitav : Hindi poem by Shakuntala Sharma English version: Rajni Chhabra
IDENTITY
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Whenever
You greeted
Truth
Even after eating
Bitter gourds
You created
Your identity
Which was neither acceptable
To your very own
Nor to the society
Surrounding you
You were peeled untimely
With sickles of your own people
Drop by drop
Peel by peel
From your own shattered identity
You re- created yourself
More important than
Process of sculpting your identity
Is the process of removing
"Flood of sickles"
You don't have to accept defeat
Keep standing
Self-confidence in your eyes
And with firm feet
Will sway away
Will have to sway way
How long can persist
" Wicked obstacles"
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