I am Jocasta,the Grecian lady,
who underwent all miseries.
I am the mother;who
became wife of own son.
I am the grandmother;who
gave birth to grandchildren.
I am the Theban lady,who
was the wife of an immature king,
who kidnapped legacy of Elis.
I was the womb;
who carried the swollen foot,
and his offsprings too.
I am the queen;
who hanged myself.
And I am Jocasta,the being
who underwent all sufferings
an earthly apparition could have.
Reshma L R✍️For more insights 🧐"mynewblogspotrk.blogspot.com" & Poetry collections : "Unstrung Notes", "Elysian Florets", "Wonder Meal", "Ormakal"
Showing posts with label Jocasta from Sophocle's Oedipus.Part of Greek mythology. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jocasta from Sophocle's Oedipus.Part of Greek mythology. Show all posts
Friday, February 15, 2019
Jocasta;the tragic being
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