Best Sadwomen Poems
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
I see you for who you really are.
Did you think I'd ever let it go so far?
Once I thought you were beautiful, and sweet.
Getting over on me, that was no easy feat.
It's okay though, I'll play your little game.
Pretending I am interested, when I know you're lame.
I can't believe the incomplete truths that spew out of your mouth.
To think, if I hadn't found out in time, it would be my life going South.
I'll pretend I don't hear you on the phone with that other girl.
The sickly sweetness that pours out of your mouth makes me want to hurl.
I wonder how long you can keep up this mendacious charade.
Maybe if I wish hard enough, you and your forked tongue will fade.
I chuckle as you actually think that I believe your lies.
They are as cold and uncaring as those ice azure eyes.
Funny that it is I, who now holds your fate in my hands.
These poor women you imprint upon, they will never understand.
I have to take you down, so you can do no more women harm.
If only you had put forth effort to use differently your charm.
I take you out in public and expose you for who you really are inside.
Now, everyone knows your secrets, and you can no longer hide!