Thursday, November 14, 2013

Surpanakha's soliloquy

My much-loved friend,
my most despised friend! 

We loved the same man
rightfully yours and
oh so wrongly mine!
It's a chance that you stood
behind the protected zone of
the lakshman rekha and I
on the neglected other!
But you became the Goddess
and I the whore!

Your unwavering love
became his support
and my unconditional one
his deepest secret!
My dearest friend,
my most despised friend,
I weep for both of us.
Your silent scream matches mine
my darling sister
my most hated sister
we are each other’s hidden secrets
we are each other’s secret pain.
I cry for both of us
for the life that gradually drips away
from your fingers
and the illusory one that I struggle
to hold in my palm,
we the beloved and the betrayed
you the Goddess and
I the whore
we are the She;
day dawns the same for you and me.


Vandana Sharma said...

:)I really liked the way you have used " lakshmanrekha ( a Hindi Phrase). Rarely do we get to see such a rare and beautiful combination of Hindi and English poetry.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

You have described a very painful situation so vividly. Your closing lines are especially powerful.

The Unknowngnome said...

Damn, damn good!

deeps said...

you must be a lucky sister :P

Ramakrishnan Ramanathan said...

Hello Baishali: How have you been keeping. Been absent for looong ! And then suddenly you have reappeared with a bang. What a Terrific, fantastic and fabulous poem. Best Wishes Ram.

ashok said...

nice...keep writing more often :)

Brian Miller said...

wow. powerful piece....what a painful situation...and yet within it the two have so much in common as are you?

Adhi Das said...

Advanced Merry Christmas & Happy New Year greetings and also Thanks and Smiles:) for ur support till now Dear Blogger Buddy God<3U:)

Ramakrishnan Ramanathan said...

Hi Baishali, Merry Christmas and Happy and Prosperous New Year to you. Warm Regards Ram

Ramakrishnan Ramanathan said...

Happy New Year Baishali. Wishing you a wonderful amazing joyous sparkling and scintillating New Year 2014. Hope to be reading more lovely poems from you in 2014. Best Wishes Ram

Dulcina said...

Powerful poem about two women loving same man. You have expressed the feelings of "the wrong one" beautifully. The last sentence shines brightly. Women who love are no whores; a woman who is married to a man just for his money IS the Queen of Whores to me.
A hug and Happy New Year.