Black window and other poems by Deepti Naval
i'm DURGA
i' m KALI - the Goddess
no one can conquer me
she plucked the crown of the idol's head
and she wore it on her self
the crowds were aghast !..they swore at her
chased her wid stones, sticks, screams
but she slipped into the woods
flying beyond their reach
at the magic hour
when sun and rain dazzle the earth
she danced and skipped
chasing a single rainbow
and then the villagers got her
they signed on a single piece of paper
dumped her in the looney bin
wiped the vermillion of her forehead
chopped her long black hair
razed it to scalp
locked her behind the solid grill
left her sqealing..... on the dank floor
- an excerpt from the poem
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the absurdity of the situation is dat the sane guys are locked beyond bars .... while the ass holes are free to roam .......
5 comments:
I didn't read the poem.
The title of the blog reminds me of a movie which i disliked a lot.
Were you in an asylum sometime?
isn't dat where we met ?
-Saby
Interesting poem! And I guess I am atheist, or something like that. I don’t begrudge someone else’s belief in god and all that, and I hope they find some sort of comfort or strength in their beliefs, but I just don’t really get religion on a whole.
ur a good man Rex
religion dont matter
ur a good man Rex
and dat is all Jesus wants u to be
FEMINIST. thats wut it says all over. anti-sati, anti-infanticide all over again.
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