Vidyapati Thakur

(1352 - 1448 / Bishphi / Bihar, India)

Brooding Love - Poem by Vidyapati Thakur

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Madhava:
Your moon-faced love
Had never guessed
That parting hurts.
Radha is tortured,
Dreading you will leave.
Love has robbed her of all power,
She sinks clasping the ground.

Kokilas call,
Startled, she wakes
Only to brood again.
Tears wash the make-up
From her breasts.
Her arms grow thin,
Her bracelets slide to the ground.
Radha's head droops in grief.
Her fingers scar the earth
Bleeding your name.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 2, 2010



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