The Mournful Dilemma

Her heart wrenched, sorrow engulfed her again,
When the news stirred up her deeply buried pain.

It read, religion leaves two more lovers dead,
As it once did with her own beloved.

It was a warm spring evening, he proposed with a ring,
She accepted. In joy, her eyes kept twinkling.

That beautiful sight was a great sore for their eyes,
As they caught him in the act and tagged it as a vice.

She pleaded, fought, with him even tried to run away,
But religion doesn’t know mercy, rather, chose to slay.

Beaten, bloodied, lifeless, he was lying there in the field,
She groaned, mourned, wailed in pain, her heart has never been healed.

When will they understand, love and religion are one and the same?
The death toll will continue to rise, she doesn’t know whom to blame.  


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Anwee Mazumder

Anwee Mazumder loves to read and write. Since her childhood, she has always been into it. Holding two Masters, she has served in Corporates for almost eight years as HR Professional. Now, a full-time mom of a two-year-old toddler. The turns of life have certainly made it almost impossible for her to continue what she loves to but she again has started to take baby steps in the world of literature.

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