She turned on the silver knob
of a dark room and the
dark fancies to which she is used,
at least it hides ugliness
where
beauty and love are of no matter.
She the 'five minutes'
queen of visible darkness
knocks the doors
for living in minutes and hours
by selling her wares uninvested.
While dressing up she picks
her earnings of 'five minutes'
from the teapoy moves away
with a smile -even less
having no scorpions on head
walks into another dark room.
Sabita Sahu
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