Poetree

While my name means poetry in Sanskrit, the talent in this sphere has been found to be severely wanting.

I stumbled upon this poem I had scribbled  years ago on the evil of dowry &… I was impressed.

There was hope to live up to my name.

So what if there’s no rhyme or meter & all other things the literati define?

Beautiful ornaments
Around my neck,
Based on which they
Decided my worth.

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How miserable
That the sheen
Of the heart,
Judged by the glitter
Of a diamond’s art.

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