She had wept once…..
Long back…..
When the mother had been
Lowered by men
In the churchyard,
God was so merciless…
After that day
No more tears…
She couldn't afford to,
The rough hands
The ones that reared her
Dumped her in bed….
And there was blood…
And pain….
A desire never to be …
Born again…
She's split
Like a fresh log,
She counts circles
Below her eyes…
Dark ones are they,
Really dark,
Ones that make her feel,
Life's a dungeon,
Patriarchy is the guard!
A poem with heartfelt depiction. It is a poem on pain and frustration painted with nice imagery. Thanks for sharing.
a very good poem, Pritam: a sad and cruel, but true -and unfortunately so widespread- story. Thanks for sharing
A confronting piece depicting abuse. Heart touching sad story impressively narrated in an insightful poem. Thanks for sharing Pritam.
So cruel and sad when the one who should have given her all support, succor and sustenance turns her butcher and betrayer! A touching write! A 10
Thank you so much for reading. Your encouraging observation would help me compose better.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Cruelty depicted with painful words. Touching poem indeed. Thanks for sharing!
Thank you madam for appreciating my work.