Mayar Khela Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Mayar Khela



The whole world a mayar khela,
Man and woman as puppets raised
Doing the puppet dance
Into the hands of destiny
When pulled or strung and loosened.

The houses we see are those of maya
Which Bhartrihari felt
In Pingla's love,
Everything but attachment,
House, wife, son, daughter.

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