Women Of India

We are the daughters
Who trod the right path
To keep our family-name
Spec- free.
We Walk with bent heads.
Carefully silent,
Succesfully invisible
Ignoring the needs of our heart
To marry a man
Older than our old man.

We are the wives
Of the money- makers
Who are no more intelligent than us.
But will not at any cost
Let us work or bring home the bread.
For, we must endure the burden
Of dependance, for ever, all time.
All they want from us
Is our body
They can't share a sweet moment
To exchange thoughts or the like.
And one day,
They gift us with a shadow of theirs,
To share our sorrows with.

We are the mothers
Of selfish brats.
They love us, we think.
But when we have noothing left to give them,
They too have nothing to spare
except indifference.
We give all we did not have
They give us nothing but fearful nights,
And chaotic day.

We are the women
The epitomes of patience.
We are the tigers of power and strength
We are the lambs of affection and ionnocence.
We are the holy grails of life.
We suffer to the zenith
Till we break loose.
We are the creators and the protectors
Till we are forced to be the destroyers.
We are the Kalis, the Durgas, the Shakthis!!!