Poetry at Sangam

SangamHouse

 










by Shailza Rai

Built a nest on my tongue. 
of words. 
wet in my mouth. 
stuck. 
In my throat, a shallow pool of unsaid words.
I gulp
And turn away from the warmth.
Tug, tug, tug,
Into your lips 
tucked in
my words moist and swell
slip in
thus,
conversations endless
begin