I Had A Name

By Malavika Shiju

I had a name – my own.

Now replaced as Mother

I was Young – with all Laughs, Smiles

now with all silver strands.

I once saw the Skies, the Stars, the Moon…

Now but not even the Sun,

I see Walls, Walls in, around and everywhere.

I choke, I stammer but still Survive.

By Malavika Shiju