Woman
Like the magnetic force
her eyes pulled me closer
She is an artist's creation
and a living woman.
The frown and dishevelled hair
distressing worries in her eyes.
Then I looked at her lips
there was no trace of a smile.
The bindi is not her own
all bought by the husband.
She's not even hers anymore.
She wants to talk but
who is her own?
who is her own?
Her eyes speak volumes
A tornado of upsetting thoughts
She stays with me tonight
in my dreams, memories
and the artist's world now.
P.S - These lines are inspired by Mr Baijnath's creation of a painting of a distressed Indian married woman. Mr Baijnath is an experienced and exceptional artist based in Khandwa, Madhya Pradesh. I visited his 'Rangakriti Art Gallery today (16/2/2017) and these are my afterthoughts.
