Post Teej Red Rose woman
Every where in Nepal
Like wise a garden blossomed red roses
Felt fascinating sceneries
One can think like a
Revolution done by communist women
But it’s a myth or may be an exaggeration
A few days happiness
Given by Hindu Tradition
To feast, to dance and to enjoy
Not for them almost
But for the shake of husbands
Fasting for good health and
Prosperity their husbands
To control their lives
A symbolic happiness
Eternal sorrow in it
Finishing day today works
Shouldering in bound burden
Into their soul
Keeping beauty
For sex and showcase and then
Bends to the other of rest.
God created and
After destroyed
Given deriving from
Tradition to the sign
A rose of slavery patriarchy
Naturally drying and eliminating
To the sun of god husband
Udaya R. Tennakoon
From Nepal
Every where in Nepal
Like wise a garden blossomed red roses
Felt fascinating sceneries
One can think like a
Revolution done by communist women
But it’s a myth or may be an exaggeration
A few days happiness
Given by Hindu Tradition
To feast, to dance and to enjoy
Not for them almost
But for the shake of husbands
Fasting for good health and
Prosperity their husbands
To control their lives
A symbolic happiness
Eternal sorrow in it
Finishing day today works
Shouldering in bound burden
Into their soul
Keeping beauty
For sex and showcase and then
Bends to the other of rest.
God created and
After destroyed
Given deriving from
Tradition to the sign
A rose of slavery patriarchy
Naturally drying and eliminating
To the sun of god husband
Udaya R. Tennakoon
From Nepal
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