La Visage de Femme

Visual Diary of an Unnamed Belle

“Everything I’ve learned and unlearned.
Everything I am and everything I’ve ever been.
You’re now a witness of my life”

-Anamika Dutta

Author: Anamika Dutta

  • X & Y

    X & Y

    Listen to the Spoken Word version of this poem *** Clustered. They’re bundled in pairs. Shapeless, forming numerous layers, Of cognitive notions that are beyond my reach, Defiantly, the randomness of life and death, Whether we make it out alive or we die, We’re trying to untangle the X and Y. Wailing, amidst the dandelions,…

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  • Against All Odds

    Against All Odds

    The girl was looking outside the window with eyes that blinked innocently; seemed to be lost in her own universe of randomness until someone called out “Akriti, pay attention. Did you note what I just said?” Startled by his voice she couldn’t figure out what to say instead she just nodded her head. The professor…

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  • San Sebastián

    San Sebastián

    26/04/2020   Hallo! Guten Morgen! Wie geht’s? “Ich bin ok, und du?” You were born in San Sebastián just like Sergio from La Casa De Papel, I just finished season 2 and how I thought of you! Remember the San Sebastián day? I was distressed and we planned my gateway, Last year, around this time,…

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  • Mr. Dates

    Mr. Dates

    One of the things I miss during this lockdown, Apart from going to the gym and of course being able to walk into any Starbucks and order one Café Latte, Vanilla flavored & 2% milk, grande, And of course, doing my hair so that I can keep their desire locked into my locks, I also…

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  • His Jasmine Scented Girl

    His Jasmine Scented Girl

    “What have you been thinking?” The lady wearing a long, floral dress with silver stilettos asked the man standing in front of his office window; gazing the clouds in the sky, he seemed to be lost in his own thoughts; hearing her voice he turned his face toward her; the man answered: “I was building…

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  • I Left My Heart in Istanbul

    I Left My Heart in Istanbul

    Listen to the Spoken Word version of this poem I left my heart in Istanbul,On a late March run, amidst the clouds and the Sun,I left my heart in Istanbul,On top of the Galata Tower,Inside of a chic apartment in Beyoğlu,Amidst the very alive Taksim square, I left my heart.Away from the wilted clovers,Away! My…

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  • Lines

    Lines

    Sharp, edgy like her glances, She swiftly moves her seductive eyes to the other corner of the room, Trying to hold back her desires. Soft, round like her voice that can melt his heart. “What do we do tonight, my lover, Where do we go? How much time do you need to explore, The taste…

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  • My Song

    My Song

    The momentum – solemn stillness holds, Lifting up my spirits, high, High above the blue sky; in form of rays from the Sun, It shimmers like a thousand fireflies, Up, high above the sky. I hear the sound of solitude, ringing into my ears; Telling me the tales of love, Almost impossible to recognize my…

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  • Nami/Anna

    Nami/Anna

    “Nami”- Not that I hear anybody calling me that anymore but that doesn’t mean I don’t know how it feels to be called “Nami” He’s not around anymore but that doesn’t mean his voice doesn’t ring into my ears like before. It finds me when I’m at my most vulnerable, lying on the floor. It…

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  • Waves

    Waves

    I’ve lived my life around waves, Yet I’ll drown in them. I’ve learned to love around waves, Yet I can’t trust them. See, how they break their ways on the shore, Like my heart on the mend. Their calmness haunts me till this day And I get shivers due to their roars. Waves tell me…

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