Arranged Marriage Poem by Basu Maan

Arranged Marriage



He loves her body
that she does hate,
he owns her flesh
as he’s her mate –
chosen by elders,
declared by ritual,
an unision imposed,
though claimed mutual.

Could have been
a son, a brother;
or could have been
her companion rather’
but he has been
made her mate,
without her consent
he is her fate! (2009)

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