The Girl Who Eloped Poem by MOLOY BHATTACHARYA

I
For days after days
Months after months
You lied your mother,
Who kept you in her body,
Gave you a caesarian birth
To breathe and grow on Earth,
And raised you with love.
Injected good lesson in you
To maintain family tradition.

II
But suddenly you turned hostile
The day she eavesdopped you
To know your evil desire,
You nourished for long
To mingle and marry
A low caste, idle fellow
Who had multiple affairs
With other village girls.
People saw him buy
Condoms and contraceptive
In a local medicine shop.

III
Many sleepless nights
Your mother forced to spend
To keep you in close watch,
Argued every night, every point
To dispel the black forces
Hovering and eclipsing you.
Even grapsed your feet
And prayed with folded hands.
But you grew more adamant
And scolded your mother.
Few days before elopement,
You refused meal from her,
Shifted all your belongings
Secretly one by one.

IV
Now like a defeated soldier,
Your mother shed tears.
Every drop of tears
Speaks of her pain.
Nobody dares to console
The face that trusted you,
You soiled her clean image,
Her dream and desire
That one day she would
Feel proud for you.
You will never stay happy
Or find peace in life,
You deceived your mother.
You must suffer
You must suffer.