{"id":3308,"date":"2025-03-26T10:17:03","date_gmt":"2025-03-26T10:17:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wp.dbuniversity.ac.in\/dept-of-english\/?p=3308"},"modified":"2025-03-26T10:17:03","modified_gmt":"2025-03-26T10:17:03","slug":"damnation-a-poem-by-deepa-rajkumari-id-du2024bas0123-department-of-english","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wp.dbuniversity.ac.in\/dept-of-english\/damnation-a-poem-by-deepa-rajkumari-id-du2024bas0123-department-of-english\/","title":{"rendered":"&#8220;Damnation&#8221; : A Poem by Deepa Rajkumari ID-DU2024BAS0123 Department of English"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\">A call when Helios blinds my eyes, \nMaking me leap up from the soft coat. \nStories that never saw an ending; \nThe regret that still churns my stomach. \n\nTo this day, I shall remember \nHow black my heart was. \nTo this day, I shall remember \nHow I heeded those doting eyes. \nTo this day, I shall remember \nHow precious those days were. \n\nThat cup of tea I refused to make \nWill forever haunt me, \nTill I turn gray and flow with the wind. \n\nThe machines remain intact with the memories; \nThe house still stands strong; \nThe courtyard, filled with laughter of the past. \nI still remember how you showed \nThose little rays of blue in the golden ribbons \nThat make the colors of the world. \n\nThere is not much in my mind, \nYet I want to conceal everything you taught. \nBut along the flow of time, \nI am afraid these things \nWill slip away from me. \n\nI miss how I ran to you with those pieces of paper, \nThose papers held weight to you,\n With them, I could carve a crescent in your wrinkled moon. \n\nCome and hold my little hands Like you used to.\nI shall forever open the gates of my dreams, \nFor it is the only way I can embrace you again. \n\nWith guilt filling the void, \nI shall forever grieve, my eyes forever filled.<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A call when Helios blinds my eyes, Making me leap up from the soft coat. Stories that never saw an ending; The regret that still churns my stomach. To this day, I shall remember How black my heart was. To this day, I shall remember How I heeded those doting eyes. 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