QUESTIONING SUPERSTITIONS

A SATIRICAL POEM BY ME.

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Don't do this. Don't do that. 
If you don't obey, you are a spoilt brat. 
Don't ask me where am I going? My work will be ruined. 
Says someone closer to me as if I had sinned. 

A son is the only legal heir who carries the family name. 
Who started your family? You don't know? It's a shame. 
You aren't supposed to cry on Fridays. 
Is it ok for me to shed my tears on other days? 
Arranged marriages are fixed on an auspicious date. 
It's a cruel joke played by the fate. 
While simplicity, humbleness, and kindness is meant for the bride. 
Is it alright if her in-laws are full of egoism and pride? 
Why are there different sets of rules for a man and a woman? 
Sometimes, she's treated like a trash can. 
Even a man has to suffer from the atrocities of a greedy wife. 
Ah! It's such a mysterious life. 
Blaming the stars and planets for our failure is a joke. 
It's time to wake up from the bed of superstitions, folks! 
Discipline is meant for everyone. 
Stop being so rigid and have fun. 

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7 thoughts on “QUESTIONING SUPERSTITIONS

  1. Oh my goodness Aparna, you were on point with questioning the superstitions we tend to get caught up in. I often wondered where these bed of superstitions come from too girlfriend. Great poem. πŸ‘πŸΌπŸ˜ŽπŸ’–πŸ˜πŸ˜‰πŸŽ†πŸ™πŸΌ It reminds me of Stevie Wonder’s song “Superstition.” Have a wonderful, superstitious-free day my friend! πŸ₯°πŸ’–πŸ€—

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  2. Thank you so much, dear Elvira. 😊😊β™₯️β™₯️β™₯️. Have a wonderful day!

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