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A tale of a woman

The peace I search


Of mind and soul


The peace of being alone


Born to be beaten


Crushed at the feet


Dropped out of school


And then sold away with relief


A burden of a daughter


A sister


And a wife


I learn


I live


I learn to live


And live to let others live too


My powers they say


Are of no use


Except of mane if any I produce


Give me a chance


Let me fight too


Let me be free


Free from the wisdoms


Stitched by thee


Some peace of mind


And peace of soul


My body my womb


I can console


I am not born to listen


Their yes or no


I am not bound to sit


When the heads nod and go


I shall not follow


What my mother has been


In laws too


Are not to be rhymed


I can find myself


Amongst the crowd of many


Let me fly too


With my own grown wings


- Saswati Barat



Comments

Indrajit said…
The poem started very poignantly of the injustices meted out to the womenfolk.
The last stanza is of hope and the spirit & I wish every women should raise their vocals against any oppressions.
Perhaps they(married ones) r also to be blamed cos of their stupid 'pati parmeshwar' mindset.n they pass on this to their next generations.

It shows a very realistic underbelly of India that reminds us once again that India is still miles away from being actually called 'India Shining.' n it is a brutal whipping on this illusion of 'india shining' tht the 'intellectuals' go ga ga abt.

Very good of you to touch on ths social relevance.
1/07/2010 12:04:00 PM
Gautam Anand said…
touching.. wud be a word short of describing the beauty of this poem ..


In b/w.. inviting u to comment on my new poem ..
1/12/2010 03:10:00 PM
Zephyr said…
ah, this was absolutely beautiful! so elegant... i could literally paint a picture of a strong yet graceful woman in my head. perfect!
1/29/2010 06:57:00 PM
Nameless Fameless said…
Thank you so much Indrajit , Gautam and Zephyr .. that was really encouraging. .
1/29/2010 07:08:00 PM
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