(032) Sanitary Napkins Poem by premji premji

(032) Sanitary Napkins

Rating: 3.4


From today onwards,
My Doctor told,
you have to undergo radiations.
We don't have any other option,
Mother told, but...
But?
Your periods will be
stopped for ever...
Her words impinged my soul
like thunderbolts...
Why God? Why do you
torment me like this?
Why do you want to rip
my femininity?
Why do you want to
chip away motherhood,
my only mode of salvation,
from me?
Kill me please...
for that is far better...

Tears roll down
from eyes while going through
your diary, my little sister.
The pain your bear
is still alive as words

Sad, we live in a nation
where the poor womenfolk
below the poverty-line
use MUD insted of
sanitary napkins!

24/6/08

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mamta Agarwal 01 July 2008

sad, true and iroical.

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Samanwaya Njaaneya 02 July 2008

wow! ! ..... ariyilla...enthaa parayendathennu

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Indira Babbellapati 12 August 2008

i read this poem of urs with a film of tears coming in my way...!

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'The pain you bear is still alive as words'... I 100% agree with Poet Sandra Flower This the gamut of word orchestration. Regards to Prem-ji - 2 dr. sakti. 03.07.09. India.

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Sandra Martyres 13 June 2009

A very tragic piece Premji....it definitely touches a chord especially the last stanza.10+

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Sandra Fowler 08 May 2009

'The pain you bear is still alive as words'...superb line. Words are imperishable. Warmest regards, Sandra.

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Rakhi Jayashankar 03 October 2008

these words should have come from a women but to my wonder a man understands a woman's unsaid problems i wonder how u could relate to that so easily perfect 10

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Anjali Sinha 19 September 2008

nice one but stunning facts about the mud.10+ regards anjali

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