Nandini Sharma
I chose Nandini’s poem because it expresses the message in a unique way and uses vivid imagery to appeal to the readers.
Ecloga
It embodies Her flesh and bone,
Like quick blood, it flows through her.
Pulsating through nooks even she hadn’t seen.
It’s bright here. The warm red fills her and the irises don’t scare her anymore.
They are excited, hoping the day last longer before the colour consumes her and she fears it again.
The oblivion of this colourful blindness blissfully rules her.
Her hunger rises, so feed her.
The tiles have turned, this dancing figure stares at her and the jest lurks behind her.
It’s light here for the yellow shines upon her.
The faces aren’t frightening and her strength is bold as lightning.
Coal embers burning brightly and sparks flaming lightly,
It’s rousing, just slightly.
So she writes, she writes the makes of her,
She writes the endless states of me, paints the numerous shades of me.
For I am Her and She is me.
Her poetry embodies Me flesh and bone.
The rhyme comforts me, it cultures me.
And I, am, satisfied…