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A Goddess Speaks

glorified as the ‘divine feminine’
I bleed
with the honor of the raped
 
 incense sticks burn before me
I burn
on dowry pyres
 
 sacrificial offerings lie at my feet
I perish
in honor killings
 
 prayers for longevity rise up to me
I crumble
with aborted fetuses
 
hopes and desires seek fulfillment
I die
with the dreams of the exploited
 
revered in the sanctum sanctorum
I vanish
in voiceless protests of the abandoned
 
adorned, adored, idolised in stone
I grieve
reviled, defiled, mortified in living temples
 

17-Mar-2011

More By  :  Shernaz Wadia

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Comments on this Poem

Comment My sincere gratitude to both of you, Mallick and Ravinder, for your lovely, encouraging comments.

Shernaz
18-Mar-2011 23:06 PM

Comment After 'she' falls on the 'thorns of life' let her not simply 'bleed', let every atom in her body create a nuclear bomb to burn all the superstitions in the society, and make life 'brighter than thousand suns'. Lovely and vey emotive write.

kumarendramallick
18-Mar-2011 07:26 AM

Comment Marvelous, poignant emotions, so thought provoking. Remind me of the lyrics "Aurat ne jaam diya mardon ko " penned by the late Sahil Ludhiyanvi for the film Sadhna ( 1958 ) and immortalized by Lata.

Lovely. keep it up.


Ravinder Malhotra
17-Mar-2011 23:29 PM


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