Vidyapati Thakur

(1352 - 1448 / Bishphi / Bihar, India)

Counterfeit - Poem by Vidyapati Thakur

When you stay before my eyes
You make me feel your love is firm,
But out of sight how different you are!
How long does false gold shine?
Master of sweetness, I know your ways.
Your heart is counterfeit.
Your love is words.
Speech, love and humor
All are smooth
And only meant to tease
When you shed a girl,
Do you laugh?
Are your arrows always
Poisoned with honey?


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 2, 2010



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