Fareeda Moin Poet Rhyme

White Saree

You my friend In White  Saree  and grim faced
Your dresses were, as always, colorful and laced
What happened to that enchanting, infectious smile?
Where is that enthusiasm, your charming style

Death is a reality and everyone must die
The living ones mustn't be left for agony to fry
Humans are not candles that burns through the night
Tell me why widowers are not made to wear White

Why should only women this branding endure
They are also human with a heart and soul for sure
Change this White Saree and in the garbage throw
This is how a system that is archaic  must go

Come to me, my love, let me teach you what is life
Your being mustn’t be embodiment of agony and strife
Give up this white coffin and wear red, scarlet and pink
The fountain of life is gushing out; it is for you to drink

Let us, like our olden days, in horizon of thoughts fly 
Life’s rainbows await you; so do colors of butterfly
Shed your gloom and let the roses of your cheeks blossom
Walk along the valley of life hand in hand with a handsome 

1. Widowed women wear only white in Hindu Religion
2. Saree is the dress of Indian and Bangladeshi women

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Anwar Hussain August 16, 2009 at 9:49 AM hmm.. very interesting. I found the white saree concept horrendous too... but nothing much one can do to fight the moral custodians... *sigh*

Joseph Spence Sr October 26, 2008 at 4:53 AM This is a very interesting poem. It reflects cultural heritage and passion for ones ancestry. I like the flow of the words and the message. The colors are symbolic and send many images. I really like the sentiments articulated in the fourth stanza. Great job! ~Joseph