VIDHVA – AN INDIAN WOMAN BEREFT OF HUSBAND
Ah! After being bereaved of her
husband
A woman is robbed of many an
irretrievable possession:
Her forehead never ever glows with dazzling
vermillion
The sprightly, jingling bangles and
her hands become aliens
Gorgeous, embroidered costumes turn
untouchables on land
Ornaments and she are two never
meeting parallel river brinks
Between much sought-after happiness
and her have now no links
An erstwhile Angel is now a
quasi-dead, pale, dungy, discarded lot
Smeared with inauspicious, unwanted
and ostracized stains
Accursed, fettered and destined
till last breath, only to rot…….!
©Shankar
D Mishra 04.04.2017
Blog:
sdmpoetry.blogspot.com
[N.B: After being bereft of her husband, a
married Indian lady is called ‘Vidhva’ in India. The poet’s mother was bereft
of her husband 42 years back when the poet was less than two years then. The
picture is taken from the internet.]
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