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M.D Dinesh Nair

Freshman - 1,505 Points (Thrissur/Vijayawada)

The Woman In The Village


Stood there on the gravel street
With a face pale and a gloom evading nothing.
Famished body and tensed mind
Are her two duals well knit for ever.
Her man is dead long before
And her kids are wretched and apart.

The lone woman of all seasons of the land!
She stood before the deity dark all over
With her folded hands shivering for want of strength.
The deity heeded none of her prayers for
It did not know even for once that it was a deity indeed!
The skies rained the big drops
And hers struggled to run down.

Down her feet
Earth shook and a hole caved in,
She fell not
For above her head were flying strong
Vultures dark which had begun to claim
Her famished flesh once more.
The clouds had now given in to thunders loud.

Submitted: Sunday, June 16, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 29, 2013

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  • Gold Star - 12,205 Points Valsa George (6/19/2013 1:14:00 AM)

    The stark image of famished womanhood, compelling an emotional catharsis! ! The last four lines consolidate the gruesome state of affairs! A very powerful and moving write! ! A clean 10 (Report) Reply

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