Love: You There Burning (Radha-52) Poem by Subrat Pradhan
Love: You There Burning (Radha-52)
I have also thought
Over all these things.
When uncle would be disturbing aunt
In the midst of night
You would be lying
There like a log
The body and the mind
Might be hot still
After the night ends
As if the log burning
After the burning of the corpse.
The departure was destined
I was to play the role
Of a characterless chap
As destined I had
To be cursed by the Gopis
Was I accepting all these?
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