Best Poems Written by Anurag Chahal

The Eighth Silence

THE EIGHTH SILENCE

Seven times
he called me son.

Once,
he did not.

A king left his throne
and went deep inside
for a poor woman
who had only said,
“No.”

One chromosome
less—

and somewhere
a scientist was born.

At the height of being worthy,
the attraction was gone.

To see her
became more
than intercourse.

One kept seeing—

until he was in prison.

A candle flame
never knew the stainless-steel spoon.

He searches always
for his desirable thing.

The object.

The light.

The electricity.

The enormous water
held inside the dam.

Raw.

And then—

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