Two Poems by Debadrita Sarkar

The Orphan's Friend

Her little arms stretch inside the trash,

to find something merely eatable,

But, God betrays her,

for nothing wrong.

Her lips whimper in anger,

She screams for pain and hunger,

But none comes near to feed her,

at least some corn.

When nobody cares,

she reaches to everyone

for something,

to feed her little stomach.

But, those unkind eyes,

look her in disguise

and forbid the dead mother's

orphan,

for her pale skin

and a little torn frock.

They neglect the little angel in her soul

for infinity,

to enforce their higher class

over humanity.

Atlast,her frustrating eyes burst into tears,

She can't bear anymore,

 None comes to weep her eyes,

except the street dog,

an animal,

who licks her soft cheeks,

to return her ethereal smile,

delighting the environment

and to take care of

the God's precious gift

on this blind earth.

A Hole In My Heart

I have a hole in my heart,

where a flower blooms everyday,

to solace my soul.

But, once my aunt said

It is hard to breathe sometimes,

right?

and once, my best friend pitied for me,

for the disgrace of God,

in my heart.

But, the hole never leaves me,

in spite of all the curses and scars.

Instead, the hole showed me

dreams at nights,

explaining and splitting the society

from my own soul.

And when I sit on my bench,

all alone,

the hole in my heart

reflects a new world of songs and poems,

healing tears

recovering life

grasping my soul to be an extraordinary monk,

than to be an ordinary saint of society.

Bio: Debadrita Sarkar is a writer and poet based in India. Her writings have been published in Prosethics Literary Magazine, The Mad River, The Ultramarine Literary Review, The Statesman, The Hindu, The Storizen magazine, The Criterion and others. She has self published a chapbook “Nature And Life" and self published two microchaps, named “Metamorphosis Through Living" and “Short Poems For Everyday Life”.