The portrait of an Adivasi girl,
Beauty as natural as the mother earth,
Clad in one piece white sari with red borders,
With matching necklace and bangles to keep up to fad.
Who cares about gold and diamond,
when stones and beads can adore her beauty,
She does not wear high heel shoes and carries a gucchi purse,
A flat leather sandal protects her feet and valuables are kept under sari at the top.
She does not stand in fancy place or a nice beach,
Her mud and straw hut with scattered water vases give a natural look,
No one directed her to give this pose,
This is the way you stand leaning over a post.
And the look on her face,
shows the anticipation in her eyes,
the rose on the top of hair do,
glorifies that she is the nature girl.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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