Tradition: Poem

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Vermilion dots

stroll on my forehead

A blazing red march

My skin still fragrant from

the sandalwood bath

Anklets grab my legs like

friends playing kabaddi

Bangles jiggle merrily

to the step of my saunter

A jewel crowns my plait

Gold woven into black

Mehendi patterns on my palms

unveil secret cultural codes

A saree fondly draped

cradles my curves

I’m united with those

before and after me

in jasmine scented bonds

of tradition.


Kabaddi – An ancient contact group sport that originated from Tamil Nadu, India

Mehendi- A body art wherein the powdered paste of the henna plant is used




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