Vidyapati Thakur

(1352 - 1448 / Bishphi / Bihar, India)

As The Mirror To My Hand - Poem by Vidyapati Thakur

As the mirror to my hand,
the flowers to my hair,
kohl to my eyes,
tambul to my mouth,
musk to my breast,
necklace to my throat,
ecstasy to my flesh,
heart to my home -

as wing to bird,
water to fish,
life to the living -
so you to me.
But tell me,
Madhava, beloved,
who are you?
Who are you really?

Vidyapati says, they are one another.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 1, 2012


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