I was alone near my husband,
I was afraid of near my husband.
When he came closed to me and,
made me unveil, I was gazing the floor.
when his exploring hands, tried to unfold the knot,
of my bra, I began to shiver with an inexperience fear.
both the silvery pigeon swelled out and peeped out of
the silky cage.
But at the last moments
his hands got down..down..and down.
Then, I had gone to real stage of ecstasy,
where there was no fear, no hesitation
and no opposition,
What was it? why she surrendered herself
before her brutal husband? to be crushed
or for any other purpose, that she wanted to solve,
No..no...no another purpose might be solved there,
besides it, that she would be torn
penetrating some thing stony-hard and inexperienced.
by morning, I have become a complete wife.
what an ink rani! ! ! u have told everything of the first night in just a few words.very nice.
Lovely description of an experience of a bride at bridal night. I enjoyed reading it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Madam Rani, you have done the best use of the words Silvery pigeons those swelled out and peeped out of the silky cage. very appreciable it is!