This poem is part of the series on the Global Exploitation of Women.
This poem is based on the social evil of Child marriage where a young child (usually a girl below the age of fifteen) is married to an adult man. This poem encompasses the feeling of that child bride being devoured by this evil.
Gender inequality, social norms, perceived low status of girls, poverty, lack of education, safety concerns about girl children and control over sexuality are considered to be reasons for the prevalence of child marriages. Girl children in rural areas are more affected than their urban counterparts.
Child marriage is prohibited in India as per the Prohibition of Child Marriage Act, 2006 but as other social evil, it still continues to exist in the rural areas due to poverty and lack of awareness.
That streak of vermilion
donning her forehead
and parting her hair
has forever
created a big chasm
an unending abyss between
her marigold colored dreams
and her
pain stricken future;
A joyous day,
a celebration for everyone
is met with the
dichotomous truth
her mourning heart
is hiding
behind her;
Incessant sobbing
the giving away
and atoning of his sons
by his father
seems to her like
getting rid of her,
a sin to be burdened with
a love so meager;
Her mother fails the
a feeble attempt
to stifle her emotions
and
wears an empty smile
dispensing all the lessons
of life to her
in last few moments of her freedom
an effort, too futile;
She feels no joy
in being stripped
from boxes of dollies
and few broken toys
fear and agony have
rolled into a
single emotions
when they waved
that “little bride”
a goodbye.
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How can people be so heartless ?
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Unfortunately people are and there are some customs still prevailing in remote corners of India.
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it’s really sickening.
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Yes it is.
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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Reblogged this on Megha's World and commented:
Come read my contribution for the Sexual exploitation series on Whisper and the Roar.
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I’m reading the book about early child-marriages in diff corners of the world..it is really sad when a child have to marry 14yo. No childhood.. anyway, your poem awoke those kinda pictures.
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Thanks Ray for the appreciation.Its really shocking when we read such customs ate still practiced in World
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yes, it made me cry..some of the stories. horrific! I’ll talk about it at the ned of next week, still reading
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Thanks Ray.I know while writing this anthology I have broken dien quite a number of times.The feeling of helplessness which comes after knowing such an evil exists.
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A disgusting tradition. I wish there was no need to write about such topics. This is why I detest religion for most of these traditions are born out of some twisted ideology that women are objects for men’s pleasure. Ethiopia is riddled with such disgusting traditions, too.
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Yes it is disgusting and it’s still followed in some parts of the world.I tried raising awareness by doing my own bit.
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The poem really picks up the pain that is still unspoken in culture, powerful
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Thanks Paul for reading and commenting.
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Superb insight into horrifying practice
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Thanks so much for reading and commenting.
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Always xo
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🙂
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Bitter truth, sharp and strong.
Loved your Powerful write ups.
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Thanks Devika.Much appreciated
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Powerfully written as always. My heart goes out to these children. 💔
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Thanks Dee. Yes its the pain of snatching their innocence and childhood from them.
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This hits hard.
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Thanks Sarah for reading and appreciating.
Yes it’s an heinous crime against any kid.
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Thank you for bringing attention to this appalling situation … often it’s younger than 14 years. You do it well and with great heart 🙂
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Thanks Kate so much for reading.This issues ae very close to my heart
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and mine, having lived there and watched the way girl children are treated is disgusting!
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Unfortunately it is.Where exactly you have lived??
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up north in HP
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Yes the more remote these areas are the more uneducated people are.
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so true … how wives were treated by their mother and sister-in-laws was truly horrendous.
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Oh don’t tell me about it.Its horrendous for sure.
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😦
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Well written👌
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Thanks so much for reading
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Beautiful, moving poem. I will definitely share.
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Thanks so much for the read and your willingness to help spread the word
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