Treasure Island

Bireswar Halder


WHERE IS SALVATION


Once the story was mirth and glory,
Of sweet memories and shared joy.
Peace ran deep in the family,
Life glowed everywhere, life smiled.

Today they are abandoned, an unwanted burden
Thrown down from their sweet homes
Nobody wants to see their faces any more
Their fate too burned in the husbands’ pyre.

No sympathy, no relief at old age home
Terrible pain and melancholy run after them
No peace ever peeps in their hearts
The wretched widows leave fate to the Lord

Children whom they reared, for whom they lived
For whom they saved all delights and dreams
These children turned to beasts, Motherhood cried
This suffering, these tears—widows awaiting death.

Who will show light to these widows?
Will they get an eternal salvation?
Will they be free from cycle of birth and death?
Are they only fated for flames of Varanasi?

Submitted: Wednesday, April 03, 2013

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