Sandra Martyres

Rookie - 24 Points (5th October / Mumbai - India)

Superstition - Poem by Sandra Martyres

She wears a blackened face
With her head lowered
A clear sign of disgrace
For in her home she has no place

Her swollen red eyes
She does look worldly wise
But remains penniless
And is virtually homeless

Who could she be
Abandoned by her family
She is yesterday's young bride
Remember her groom died

She is the unfortunate victim
Of a very deep superstition
That widows only bring ill luck
A reputation with which she is stuck

No villager will support her
She will be treated like a leper
Her fate was after all pre-decided
On this public opinion is undivided


Comments about Superstition by Sandra Martyres

  • (2/27/2010 8:13:00 PM)


    a very hurting superstition...india is full of it (Report) Reply

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  • (2/8/2010 6:07:00 AM)


    you have brought out the sad plight of women in India in a simple style, with empathy, suppressed anger and helplessness.

    Mamta
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  • (2/8/2010 4:56:00 AM)


    Sandra, pleased to have learned something from your well written poem.
    Regards,
    Ian
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  • (2/8/2010 4:54:00 AM)


    a well encapsulated poem written true to the genre and telling a tragic tale with simplicity (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 8, 2010

Poem Edited: Sunday, March 21, 2010


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