(13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)

Cry Of Draupadi*

Cry of Draupadi*
Venomous vipers haunt me.
Stormy scorpions pervade me.
Lethal lizard lying before me.
Utter gloom, sheer horror.
Dark phobia, nasty despair in the atmosphere.
Like Draupadi cry I.
But no assistance from Gopala.
Only Dushashans and Duryodhans exist.
I am being disrobed.
I am being seduced.
My thighs violently pinched.
All are Dhritrashtras here.
No Bhim to consume Dushashan's blood.
Only Duryodhan, Dushashan, Shakuni
And Dhritrashtra surround me.
Alas! I am being raped.
Kauravas laugh.
Dhritrashta's blindness has a method in it.
'She is very laschivious.
She is a sex-hungry prostitute.
She can satisfy all', says Dushashan.
Of course, she has satisfied all.
Scamsters, gangsters, brokers
Politicians, technicians and physicians.
All had touched her private parts,
Slapped the fleshy organs,
Kissed the frail skin.
But, she is in tears.
Kohinoor is lost.
Past pristine glory can not be retrieved.
No national pride here.
No Gold in olympic Games.
And no claim for the land occupied by the neighbour.

*According to classical epic Mahabharata, Pandavas and
Kauravas were cousins.Draupadi was the wife of the
Pandavas.The Pandavas lost Draupadi to the Kauravas in the gamble.The chief of the Kauravas were
Duryodhana and Dushashan.They were supported
by their maternal uncle Shakuni and blind
father Dhritrashtra.When Draupadi was lost in the
game of dice, Dushashan tried to disrobe her.At that
time Lord Krishna, the Gopala protected her by providing her
with an unending Sari (an Indian dress) .Later on, one of the Pandavas drank the blood of Dushashan to avenge the humiliation of
Draupadi.In this poem, mother India is represented as Draupadi; while
corrupt scamsters, gangsters, brokers
politicians, technicians and physicians are just like the Kauravas.

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Comments (21)

A very heart felt poem.
I learned this poem at school, never forgot it. In recent years visited Ireland and the grave of WB Yeats.
What is the tone of the poem
What an excellent poem this is.
Inspiring...there is something dark about the landscape though
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