On Her Departure Poem by Bhartendu Second

you were wrong

in all your assessments
and beliefs

neither was it a family
where you lived in
nor a society of humans
with human hearts

you trusted their faces
but they followed
their own primitive promises

when you told them
'you had a lover', they already knew
you would say that some day

scared of your 'heretic passions'
they offered you a wedding gift-
'brutality cutting the cake of your life'