Bijay Kant Dubey

Chandalika - Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Chandalika, Chandalika,
Who calls you a girl
Untouchable and defiled,
You give,
Give me the water to drink,
I want to drink from your hands.

Chandalika, Chandalika,
You are not fallen and degraded,
Maybe it that something of yours
Does not suit me,
But you are not, not Ashprishya, Untouchable,
But touchable, touchable,
O my love!

Topic(s) of this poem: Art

Comments about Chandalika by Bijay Kant Dubey

  • Gajanan Mishra (4/7/2014 9:37:00 AM)

    who is untouchable? all creatures are one and the same, my dear poet . one soul. form of body differs only. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 7, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 8, 2014

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