June 21, 2015 – Meenas Poems

The Women Of God — Devadasis

The women of the world

from days old

had dignity and style

lived with pride all the while.

A few of them in times

out of necessity in all times

succumbed to poverty

sold their flesh incidentally.

These few of the women

were looked down as concubines

a sect that grew in terms

places where rich claimed terms.

They were part of a society

patronised by many a respectable

yet would not get respect

an oxymoron in this aspect.

They in years came to be known as Devadasi

otherwise woman of God -the Devan

their girls became properties of the temple

while the rich used them in ample.

The Devadasis or concubines in a general term

grew in stature slowly turned firm

many of their children refused to become one

primarily admonished for loss of fun.

The concubines faded away into memory

the official stamp has become a reverie

while the unofficial exists in full even now

the lust for flesh vibrates in a glow.

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