Hijab Poem by Unnikrishnan Sivasankara Menon
Hijab
Twenty two years
is no age to die
but it is the age
to be killed……
the hijab
falls on
her life…
Aras can
only weep
in silence,
not even sob.
twenty two years
is no age to die
but it is the right age
to be killed……
Yes,22 is not the age to die. It touches my heart as an Iranian girl.
The headdress is the symbol of oppression today. In my childhood and through my student days, my classmates of Islamic faith used to wear headdress and the girls in it looked so beautiful. Not any longer
Excellent poetic style. Great theme narrated in simple words. Brilliant.
Thank You, dear poet, for your time to read the poem and share your thoughts on it. And more, for the kind words of appreciation. Obliged.
I'm so sorry to hear such can happen! .. How horrid and heartbreaking! .. So heart movingly expressed! ..+++++++++++++++++++++++
Hi Becca, I am so happy that I have been able to invoke such noble feelings in you. Thank You
Thank You, Sandra and Mamata for your posts here. I had posted replies to them. But they have been missing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Most touching matter!