Will this torment and anguish never finds an end?
Another dream turning into nightmare
Another white Lilith being blemished
Screams of pain echoing through the night air
Grunts of satisfaction and muffled cries
Dignity stripped, crushed spirits, used bodies
Raised fingers, lowered heads, zipped mouth
Wrecked souls.
Surrounded by murmurs are them others
From elites, from men, from women
This, the story of every other woman there, not just hers
When a tragedy unfolds, will this unveil?
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- Comment from author about the poem: Lahore, a historic city in Pakistan, bears remnants of its past as part of the subcontinent. Among its historical treasures, Heera Mandi (Diamond Market) was once home to Tawaifs, who were the women esteemed for their literary knowledge during the Mughal era. However, as the Mughal era declined, this place transformed into a prostitution house, attracting disdain and stigma. This poem delves into the poignant narrative of the suffering endured by women brought to this place, shedding light on their plight and the shadow cast upon their lives.
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Women exploitation is colorless, stateless, and has many religions and disbelief-it’s what we leave behind for our children in terms of how to treat one another-thank you also for recognizing the Persian golden era (pre-mogul) of poetry and philosophy belonging to many women of that era and area-thanks for the important write-
Thank you for your insightful comment. Indeed, women exploitation knows no boundaries and barriers. Your appreciation for this important topic is much appreciated.
Courageous. Let's hear more from you and a world I know little or nothing about.
Thank you! I'll be more than happy to share my knowledge
From my comments on the poem "Grave of the fireflies” by Ayla Fathima on “allpoetry.com”
Plus my comments on the poem “Whispers of the Pleasure District: A Tale of Lahore’s After-Dark Secrets” by Fatima Laraib on “mypoeticside.com”
Vibrant Oddities – comments on the poem "Grave of the Fireflies" on “allpoetry.com”
Vibrant Oddities says in his comments “…many moons ago.”
See the following :
http://robert.foo.my/2009/10/many-moons-come-many-moons-go.html
“This is a story of a Red Indian couple who just got married.
After six months,......... the wife has not conceived. So the couple went to seek the help of the Red 'Chief' who is also the tribe's medicine man.
Indian said to the chief: "Many moons come, many moons go; I come, baby no come, how come?"
Chief to Indian: "Young man, go to the ninth mountain over there and come back after nine months".
After nine months the Indian came back to the village.. He went to his wife and saw his wife carrying a baby. At once he pulled the wife to see the Chief.
He said to the Chief: "Many moons come, many moons go, I no come, baby come, how come?"
The Chief turned to the wife for an answer.
The wife said: "Many moons come, many moons go, you no come, many men come."
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Soman Ragavan. 30 September, 2023. //
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