I will play dress-up
with the skeletons
from my past,
the ones they all
told me to hide
in the deepest corners
of my closet.

I will hold her
in my arms, embrace it,
till I crush her bones.

We will sit face to face,
me, combing her hair.
I will take my red lipstick
and paint her lips,
the same way I do mine.

I will tell her,
”Smile, honey.”
over and over
until she obeys.

I will tell her
to stand upright
push her shoulder blades back,
raise her ribcage, tuck her tummy
and patiently wait in the living room.
Just wait.

-Taru Gupta


This is probably my last post for the project ‘What’s in a name?’. I am aware that there are still some days left until the end of this month, but my finals are starting very soon and I have no will to write or update. I simply can’t feel creative right now. So, I apologise if my updates become irregular for a month now.

Anyhow, this one is about facing my own past. I ran away from it for years until I was tired and drained. Once I faced my past and my mistakes, accepted that I cannot keep blaming just myself or just other, I came to terms with what it has made me. No one is a bigger enemy of your past than yourself.

Bottom line: Stop blaming and start accepting something you can’t change.

If you liked this poem, please like, share, comment and follow my blog for more. I appreciate any type of feedback in the comment section.


2 thoughts on “Skeletons

  1. Hey, Taru! I’ve really been enjoying your series. I hope your inspiration returns once you’re done with your exams. This poem has a feminist feel to me, as many women are told to look pretty, smile and … wait obediently. In a way, they never get to live their life as true individuals, instead turning into pretty skeletons since they’ve wasted their life away. Soooo, I take it my interpretation is different from what you had in mind. 😀

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    • You know, I think the most beautiful thing about art is how it always has different interpretations. I also love your interpretation of the poem because it is so relevant and supports every detail in my poem. Also, I cannot ever express my gratitude towards your continuous feedbacks and plain support for my work. If my readers relate to my work even as quarter as much as I do, I cannot ever ask for more. That is all I want. So thank you 🙂

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