The Goddess In Pink

Hopping through the nine days

The conch shells and drums played 

Following here are multiple ways 

The devotees were elated.

The entire ritual bubbles around, 

The lady figure who keeps so many bound,

The country which worships her the most 

Is where a woman is questioned till roasted.

Her figure is an embodiment,

Of courage and strength

For every woman, she sets an example 

To let her anger destroy the evil

At the stake of burning the leaves of maple.

Why is it that only we females,

Responsible for any mishap and derail,

For those who worship the goddess 

On one hand,

Are those who don’t permit women 

To sail on the other.