"My darling, my lovely, my lovely sweet maid"
This is perhaps she heard as the men always said.
The hands would lovingly caress her glossy hair;
And get stuck in jewels dangling in her ear.
They enjoyed her in just an animal's way;
Her soul from the right path never did sway.
The women of ours are always there to blame;
Tragic! Heinous! Society of men are so lame!!
She left the world quietly, quietly one day;
No complaint, nothing, just nothing for her to say.
She now rests quietly, forever with the Heavenly sages;
She belonged to the world, and is now in history pages.
She is no more! Lay her gently on the ground;
May with these golden lines 'Her Tomb' be reknowned.
"Here now with pride and forever a divine body is laid;
"Here now with pride and forever a divine body is laid;
Who lived like an angel, but never like men betrayed."
- Prasenjit Das © 97-99
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