Obsessive Compulsive Disorder

They heard about the novels-

of women like men

and fall into –

the university of intensity

to close the nose of books

of their younger ones

for oppressed ones.

Fathima Sanna



Reminder pops up

at the eighteenth candle

to play with creams

and laser

and weighing scale

to extract a new art

within me

to attract whoever is

willing –

to subtract the beauty

in me.

I shout at to shoo,

to play with books

and blazer

and currency,

and they yell

that they have been

in ouch.

Fathima Sanna

Immature marriage

I dig the history of my blood,

and I see a teen with half head

and a hand.

A man rises

in search of house,

and she hides and hides

into the corner.

Mamma pushes her,

and granny with a kitchen knife

over herself.

The poor silence

is trapped in the midst.

Fathima Sanna