A Stolen Night... Poem by Fatima Usman
A Stolen Night...
I was bound all my life
in religious rules
and
Cultural norms
These chains grew
to capture me,
My body turned
into a Cage,
With protector
outside the Gate...
Still
I was
Free to feel...
Whispering of
The butterflies
told me to lie
I fooled
the gaurd
To let me out
for just one night...
That night,
I drifted
through the clouds,
Into the sky
touched the stars,
circled the moon...
Morning swallowed
the glittering sky,
So Back to earth,
Back in the cage
Though i know
I now can live...
As in the dark
When im alone
Unfold my fist
I have a star
In my palm...
I stole this star
From
Stolen night
The night i was free....
(By fatima usman)
While women were corseted in the west, women of Kerala were not allowed to clad their bosom. Such were the perversions of men, who claimed themselves to be their protectors.
Women were corseted for eons. In India, even Manusmriti was used to establish that "Na Stree Swatantryam Arhati"- women do not DESERVE freedom.
Most of the religious restrictions reeks of misogyny. Right from the days immemorable. Women were
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/16/2024 5:59:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
For ages, women would have wanted to "steal their lives" from the hold of men, as you did today. Wonderful poem. Congratulations.