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The Silent Prophetess
'My bad moods and friends
I was painful ever
My vices and flirts
I kept you in despair
I never disclosed my wage
Wanted you to be in a cage
I kept our children in provocation
Only to be against you in aggression
I gaurded myself very well
I ransomed people very well
Hoping heaven would ring me her bell
But only to put me in hell
You never besieged! nor revolted
I killed you cell by cell tortured
I am pauper and without people
My life now is like a fallen steeple'
Were the words of a cruel husband
Knelt before his wife's snapshot framed
The dead did answer 'reaping your crops'
Toneless words preached the 'silent prophetess'
poem
by
Indira Renganathan
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