<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=532934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Deity</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her world collapsed all too sudden.<br>The ground she stood wobbled below.<br>Her dreams crashed down like pack of cards<br>Death robbed the man, she wed days before<br>No more a bride in dazzling silk.<br>Never shall she be bedecked-<br>In brocades, jewels or gems.<br>Never her hand, be held in love.<br>No more shall she be the former Rajput bride</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now a widow shunned and abhorred by men<br>With tonsured head, so ugly to view<br>Cursed and doomed in the eyes of all.<br>A stigma, scorned and borne in shame<br>A defenseless bird with clipped wings, <br>Destined to languish within a cage <br>Never shall she see again the outer world.<br>Fore warned to keep out even from the kindred folk.<br>Alas! She preferred Death to Life<br>Gave her consent, free of pressure, <br>To immolate herself in blazing fire! <br>Be another Sita to walk through fire<br>x x x x x x</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Blank she stared at the crowd in front, <br>Gathered to witness an awful scene<br>They were at her bridal feast.<br>They partook merrily of the gala feast.<br>With goblets held in raised hands, <br>They had wished her all bliss in life.<br>The same crowd remained in hushed lull, <br>With suspense pounding their hearts quicker, <br>Eager to see the drama - Act by Act, <br>Having watched the prelude to that tragic tale.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The High Priest performed his trite rites, <br>With incantations breaking the silence still.<br>The air around smelt of incense burnt.<br>And curls of smoke shot up to the sky<br>Like a statue carved from rock<br>Dumb she remained, she hardly stirred<br>Her legs were bound to a log of wood<br>Her hands, held tight behind her back<br>Before she knew what was next, <br>They pushed her down to the funeral pyre.<br>The flames of fire leaped above<br>And sucked her out with greedy tongues<br>x x x x x x</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The crowd disbursed with slogans loud<br>They rejoiced over a new Deity made!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Valsa+George">Valsa George</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=532934" data-title="The Deity de Valsa George" data-description="Her world collapsed all too sudden. The ground she stood wobbled below. Her dreams crashed down like pack of cards Death robbed the man, she wed days before No more a bride in dazzling silk. Never shall she be bedecked- In brocades, jewels or gems..."></div> </div> </div>

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