Valsa George

The Deity - Poem by Valsa George

Her world collapsed all too sudden.
The ground she stood wobbled below.
Her dreams crashed down like pack of cards
Death robbed the man, she wed days before
No more a bride in dazzling silk.
Never shall she be bedecked-
In brocades, jewels or gems.
Never her hand, be held in love.
No more shall she be the former Rajput bride

Now a widow shunned and abhorred by men
With tonsured head, so ugly to view
Cursed and doomed in the eyes of all.
A stigma, scorned and borne in shame
A defenseless bird with clipped wings,
Destined to languish within a cage
Never shall she see again the outer world.
Fore warned to keep out even from the kindred folk.
Alas! She preferred Death to Life
Gave her consent, free of pressure,
To immolate herself in blazing fire!
Be another Sita to walk through fire
x x x x x x

Blank she stared at the crowd in front,
Gathered to witness an awful scene
They were at her bridal feast.
They partook merrily of the gala feast.
With goblets held in raised hands,
They had wished her all bliss in life.
The same crowd remained in hushed lull,
With suspense pounding their hearts quicker,
Eager to see the drama - Act by Act,
Having watched the prelude to that tragic tale.

The High Priest performed his trite rites,
With incantations breaking the silence still.
The air around smelt of incense burnt.
And curls of smoke shot up to the sky
Like a statue carved from rock
Dumb she remained, she hardly stirred
Her legs were bound to a log of wood
Her hands, held tight behind her back
Before she knew what was next,
They pushed her down to the funeral pyre.
The flames of fire leaped above
And sucked her out with greedy tongues
x x x x x x

The crowd disbursed with slogans loud
They rejoiced over a new Deity made!

Comments about The Deity by Valsa George

  • Prayad - Brian Pantasri (12/28/2016 12:04:00 AM)

    I wish those things shouldn't have been happened at all. But that what it was, thanks for such emotional poem, Valsa. (Report) Reply

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  • Edward Kofi Louis (7/11/2016 9:12:00 AM)

    Her world collasped all too sudden! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • Madathil Rajendran Nair (7/8/2016 2:28:00 AM)

    A great poem that tells the gruesome tale of Sati. (10) (Report) Reply

  • Simone Inez Harriman (3/4/2016 10:48:00 PM)

    A riveting read Valsa. Your poem drew me in and I could imagine the sadness and terror of this new bride. I was left pondering the mood of the crowd on the two occasions..........10+ (Report) Reply

  • (11/21/2015 1:50:00 AM)

    must be frightening to be a women and be around during those barbaric times
    thanks Valsa
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  • Madathil Rajendran Nair (9/5/2015 10:12:00 PM)

    Gruesome Sati - the curse of India reformers have tirelessly fought - poignantly described. (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (9/3/2015 11:05:00 PM)

    Well descriptive and reformational. So nicely and wisely depicted. Thannks for posting such impressive poem. ...... 10 (Report) Reply

  • Akhtar Jawad (6/18/2014 6:00:00 AM)

    Social reformers had to fight for a long time to stop the cruel tradition. Thanks God it is no more heard. But your poem is really impressive. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 12, 2012

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