Transcending all living vows.

Sassi’s Unheard Song

I was born of royal hush,
And doomed by whispered rites —
Cast adrift on river’s breast,
A child in shrouded flight.
Found by a dhobi’s gentle hands,
Raised in love, though fate demanded otherwise.

They called me born cursed —
But I carried water’s blessing,
Moonlight woven through my hair,
Beauty born of rescued breath.

From afar came stories of Punnu:
A prince across dunes,
A name I felt in my dreams —
He journeyed to me,
Pretending perfume in his satchel,
Honoring a love unseen yet destined.

Our vows were sung under pale stars,
Till betrayal came cloaked in wine —
My beloved drugged, carried back,
On camel’s hump into night.

Grief unbound, I ran barefoot through desert’s tongue,
Each grain a memory, each blistered footfall
A prayer: “Punnu, Punnu…” — echoing across dunes.
Thirst cast me weak,
Till a shepherd offered milk — but lust turned cruel.
I cried, and earth trembled —
Swallowed me whole, leaving just my scarf to drift in the wind.

He came — he called my name: “Sassi…”
Only the story could answer.
The ground gave way again,
And he joined me in silent union,
Buried in sand, yet bound beyond breath.

Now our grave — hidden in Makran’s hush —
Speaks of love unshakable by caste or fate,
A love that defied desert and desertion,
Transcending all living vows.