Wearing her saree, white and red,
Longing to catch her prey.
Walking barefoot by the road,
Looking for someone to play.
Desires left unsung and incomplete,
Hungry for blood and meat.
Defying death, defying life.
Someone's story, someone's wife.
Conch shell bangles, an eerie sound,
Wandering aimlessly, roaming around.
Once was married, now left alone,
No name or status, nothing to own.