Tuesday, September 04, 2007

the lines on her tiny palm

Congratulations, yell their throats,
U have a girl and shud love her loads
Wat if it wud have been merrier had it been a guy
U still can feed her though ur eyes incredibly lie

The girl shall school n get a huge degree
With it in ur hand she has pleased the decree
But the girl shall still work home n make u proud
For shes obeyed the time-honored rules stout

The girl shall grow and look such dazzling
U shall marry her to a guy just as stunning
The girl shall cook for the guy n family
The guy would earn n love her uncannily

This is how I comfort the heart in me
when I hold the gal n see my serenity flee
for I myself have lived the life of a girl
and it pains to see my child’s life such whorl

I wish I hadn’t had a birth this life
For had I been a man, I wunt have known the strife
I implore I had nicer ways to get bak my calm
n wish could erase the lines on her tiny palm…

3 Comments:

Blogger ShaZ said...

Nice post Smita. U have compiled this very nicely. It does bring out emotions for the tiny palm :)

9:28 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

Dont know hw to start.. bt no doubt u have put the sorrow of those tiny palms in beautiful way..bt I wish these things will appear only n only in poems not in real life...!

7:01 AM  
Blogger Saj said...

This one echos the sentiments of most of the womenfolk of rural India. Why only rural, even some of the educated women of modern India might be able to relate with this... unfortunate, but true. Goes on to show - You are truly a poet of the masses.

10:19 AM  

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