Sunday, July 29, 2007

Poem -- KALI*

You have misjudged me.

You have glimpsed only the depth of a woman’s love.
You have not fathomed the vehemence of her contempt
when that love is thwarted by a betrayal that shames infidelity.

You have felt only the intensity of a woman’s faith.
You have not comprehended the potency of her scorn
when that faith is shattered by the reality of a treachery more appalling than mere falsehood.

You have sensed only the warmth of a woman’s tenderness.
You have not known the eternal ice of her indifference
when that tenderness is subjected to mockery and requited by a sham, a pale reflection of her love.

You have known only the sweet passion of a woman’s innocence.
You have not been scorched by her soul set ablaze by a holocaust of pain,
when she has cremated all the dreams of her innocence.

You have interpreted a woman’s gentleness as her weakness,
her unwillingness to cause pain as her inability to defend herself.
You have not gauged the power of her endurance, or the strength of her conviction.

Be not so deceived.

A Goddess is born from the depths of a woman’s heart,
hallowed by the ardor of her love,
or baptized by the depth of her anguish:

A Fury with power to which man has no equal.

Challenge not that Goddess; test not her Wrath.
It shall consume you.
She has no mercy.

I shall not forgive.

*Kali--The Goddess of destruction in Indian Mythology.

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At July 31, 2007 6:36 AM, Blogger Ash said...

This reminded me of Subramaniya Bharathi's "Pudhumai Pen"(Modern Girl). He once had a dream of how girls should be treated and what they are capable of.
Kali is just the image whom you are portaying the person to become as.. but the way you have said more matches to the tamil proverb "Saadhu mirandaal Kaadu Kollathu". Actually it means what you have explained here :-) Not the reason for the eruption of hot lava of thots, rather the way it has changed. The meek silent girl who can even turn into kali, the image of goddess who is meant for destruction.

At September 23, 2007 12:38 AM, Blogger Shaji A. said...

great fabric of words. simple elegant and beautiful texture on the landscape of the mind. all the best pal. continue to write many more. just came across ur blog on random. hope u dont mind the comment. c ya.

At October 04, 2007 3:49 AM, Blogger deepanjali said...

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At October 13, 2007 12:37 AM, Blogger മരകയലുകൾ said...

1Fareen, when you look at a man, look at a man, not a woman in him. You are a better woman than he is, so why ask for the same? And yes, I would agree on your view about the deapth of feelings of women, may that be love or hatred. For guys, its more superflual. But love is not always an emotion. Love is even a thought, love is even forgetting some feelings, love is sometimes taking pride in owning up instead of giving up.

Anyways, always remember, the gripe within bitters your soul and none else. I doubt if anything is worth loosing your tenderness!

Best of luck.

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At November 18, 2008 6:01 AM, Blogger ? said...

(giggles)... the poem you've written would cast out you're feminist side. But ... I don't mean any negative response. It is just that the personna who is speaking in your poem would make me admire the spirit of women.

At November 18, 2008 6:04 AM, Blogger ? said...

(giggles...)... just make me feel the spirit of a woman. But... I don't mean any harm. What I want to say is I like the personna of your poem. Very strong in will and personality... just like my mother.


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