The Dark Daughter Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
The Dark Daughter
The Dark Daughter
The dark daughter, dark not, but beautiful,
Call her not dark,
As she dark not, my dark daughter,
Dark you, dark the world, the tales of Creation,
Dark, dark is Kali,
Not only you.
Dark daughter, you not only dark,
Dark the world and the tales of it,
Dark the Creation
And the tales of it,
The Light coming out from the Womb of Darkness
And shining upon.
Dark daughter, dark you not,
Dark the Creation and the tales of it
Shrouded in myths and mysteries
And miracles flashing upon
To dawn.
Dark dark, dark you not,
Dark is Kali, the Mother Goddess,
Dark the things of the world and the Creation,
Dark daughter, dark is dark,
Let it be, ravel them not
As they will continue to be in future.
None has laid them bare,
None has ever untangled,
Let them be,
You my daughter, dark daughter,
Dark but lovely
For one's own papa,
Not of any different papa,
Only mine, mine only.
Dark is dark, let them be,
Dark and puzzling
As the mystery of the Creation is,
Dark is not only dark
But beautiful too.
Dark you, Dark the Goddess,
Dark the world,
The myths of the Creation,
The ways of life and the world,
The coming and going of man,
What is dark, let it be, my daughter,
Dark but lovely,
Innocent and ignorant of.
O, dark is dark not, dark is beautiful
And I seeing the replica,
The Dark Leg of Kali
In the silver anklet,
Telling me the tales of Jogadhya-Uma, Sati-Savitri,
Shiva with the dead body of Uma
In a remorseful mood and disconsolate!
Dark daughter, dark you not,
Dark the world,
The mystery of the Creation,
Dark, dark in this dark and wide world,
You not only dark,
But dark is Kali, dark the Womb of Creation.
Great work indeed. True love sees nothing but only humanity.Loved reading it.
Dark daughter, dark you not, Dark the world The mystery of the creation, Dark, dark in this dark and wide world, You not only dark, But dark is Kali, dark the womb of creation.- - Such a lovely and beautiful picture! .The dark daughter will surely dazzle herself.- - - - - - - - - 10
I remember having read uncles Tom Cabin by Harriet Elizabeth Beecher Stowe when I was 12 year old. There should be a voluminous poem version of that theme. Your poem is a ggod beginning .Please keep it up.
dark dark dark you not so emotional and great explain of color dark. dark is attitude not a color only.
The things of the world will be bare and down to harsher and cruel earth realities. How will she bear with? We think and think about as the paths of life are never smooth, go winding taking turns and curves.
My daughter, how will be it the paths of her life? A fatherly heart so full of care feels it unawares. A dark world before her is to tread on shedding and shaking off the fatherly shadow.
The Dark Daughter as a poetical piece reminds us of the inhuman scenes and sights of the Sati system, child marriage and the dowry trauma.
Shiva with the dead body of Sati unable to carry the load, staggering and running with tells a different tale of life so filled with the concepts of honour, pride, ego, hypocrisy, power and pomp.
Indirectly the poem speaks of social disparity, injustice subjected to womankind and the understanding of the womanly kindness and psyche. What is that hurts her feminine self and psyche?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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10/8/2024 12:38:48 PM # 1.0.0
right, color no matter, it is humanity, it is kindness, it is goodness that matter. I invite you to read my poems and comment.