Dedicated to the girl child, who was never allowed to see the light…..
English Poems – A chaste bud and others
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1- Mask
The gentry of the town
going gaga about a woman’s virtues
Mother,sister,wife
each form gets a heartening applause
The state at home ,though
is sadly entirely different
Refusing to kill her unborn girl
the future mother faces torment
A daughter in law ,although she is
a mother she yearns to be
at this crossroad of life
hopelessly stranded she feels
A safe birth for her girl
she still pleads for
such an unjust end for the pristine
she can’t fathom ever
The rising flames of her pyre
will keep asking of everyone
two lives ,brutally snuffed out
what wrong had she done?
2- A chaste Bud
I am a chaste pure bud
Lost in the filth of this world
Meant to be a bright possibility anew
But now tossed into the bins of a dark past
Who am I?
Am a chaste innocent bud.
Carried with me ,a sanguine promise
Of a fresh poem with new lyrics
Yet reduced to a mere bunch of cryptic words
Am a chaste innocent bud.
Was a serene rivulet rippling away
On course to enrich the sea,one day
An inanimate heap of sand, now, buried in my own fate
Who am I?
Am a chaste …..
Came along in a glow of sunlit skies
To brighten the world, to sweeten few lives
Obscured by these desolate paths
Lost I am ,cant find my own way.
3- Déjà vu
My time had drawn to a close on this graveyard, when I had last descended
Overcome with Déjà vu ,I am now although this birth has been denied , brutally ended
A cauldron of gloom it was, then filled with a lot of wailing sounds
Airless as hell, it is today as well yet ,with not a single tear around
My final journey ,that last time had been on a few distraught shoulders
Remorseless hands and a plastic bag,now am being carried by my murderers
All the rituals followed, all the prayers sung yet the sobbing had carried on
A hurried burial is all I got now to keep themselves hidden was their only concern
A mother ,a sister ,a wife had been a worthy life, lived to the fullest
Savagely killed in my mother’s womb know not ,what this birth might have offered
4- I Plead
Calling from inside you I could only reach as far as your deaf ears
you,a mother,turned to stone who else would comfort me ,come hither.
Scores of dreams in my expectant eyes all to fill your lap with joy
Can’t wait a moment more to see the world mother,let me go out and play
Divine,it would be,oh mother to walk with you ,hand in hand
Oh how glad,you shall be to see me realize your dreams as if with a magic wand
From a dainty bud to my brightest bloom I shall grow one day
but how cruel you are mother to plan to have me brushed away
How unjust it is of you to contemplate leaving me in mortal pain
Hassled you are of the thought your womb nurtures a fellow woman
Burdensome I will be was all your mind could conjure
So gutted you were to imagine my premature marital pyre
Call you mother ,see the world was it so much to ask for
you take all the blame God knows it, rest assure
His court will question you yes , that day will come
what will your reply be mother for the sin that you have done
A girl child I was made your womb my home
Motherhood,I gave you a mother,you could never become
I am a chaste pure bud
Lost in the filth of this world….
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