Eve, <br />Wrapped in the wrong body, <br />fights with the coincidences. <br /> <br />some times, <br />She gets slaughtered in the sleep <br /> <br />some times, <br />Axe falls on her <br />accidently. <br /> <br />some times, <br />A wandering bullet <br />consumes her breath. <br /> <br />some times, <br />Stove-burst becomes a funeral pyre. <br /> <br />samiya wonders, <br />why a young boy has never been consumed by co-incidences? <br />what's in her body that charms the bullets, axe, stove-burst? <br /> <br />whiff of air whispers! <br />'you are trapped in the wrong body.' <br /> <br />samiya wonders! <br />'what's wrong with her own body? '<br /><br />Wali Jamali<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eve-11/
