The Child Bride Is Going And The Twilight Falling Upon Her Face Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
The Child Bride Is Going And The Twilight Falling Upon Her Face
The child bride is going
And the twilight falling upon her face,
The small girl as a bride going
With tears into the eyes
To an unknown destination.
Seated on a bullock-cart, on the rear part
Drawn by two white oxen
And covered with a canopy
The bride is going
Crossing the hilly rivulet.
Friday, September 11, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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