Her body darkly sheathed
On demand for dowry paled
Meanly fed, hungered
Yielded issues diseased
Heaved a heap of work-load
Thinned to be sickened
Folks around nagged
Complained the children unattended
Moneyless, helpless suffered
Versed in painful wedlock, despaired and died
Says the departed soul
'Never a female'
Ignorant of a brutal gale
Blown to be murdered, fateful finale
Blackened body of an infanticide- female
Buried despite dreaming to sprout hale
Many a family wants not a female
For she outgoing dowry- scaled
Many a family wants a male
A son be the earning sail
They practise feticide, infanticide female
There, laments a liberated soul
'Never a female'
Trashed, the baby in the cradle
Bit of the abandoned bundle
Grown to kindle
'Where're my parents to fondle? '
Then stands to reason...'the social turmoil'
Looses her heart to muddle
A composed orphan in puzzle
Self-imposed with struggle
Friends and good people
Though aid doesn't giggle
Deeper in her heart she's a thrown female
Never can she behind her kinship trail
And says the abandoned soul
'Never a female'
Never a female?
poignant and realistic............. nice write....full marks....read my poem called LET HER NOT SACRIFICE ANYMORE
iam blessed with two daughters mam..i am truely happy...son's are no guarentee today...i feel the world lacks feminity and that's why it is on a war path...great write
Never a female? Its a straight shot into those lines Each paragraph tells very many tales. But for a female... In spite of all the turmoils and tragedies Its better to be born as female... The soft inner settings One can find only in a female. (Exceptions to be exempted) Else how will families survive in this universe? ? Good read indeed. Thank you.
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A perfect picture of the materialistic Indian Psychology. It gives me immense pleasure to say that I also belong to that part of India where women outnumers men.