The Night Is A Beggar Maid - Poem by Ravikumar C.P.
Hindi Poem by Gulzar
English Translation by C.P. Ravikumar
The night is a beggar maid,
The moon a shining collection plate
In her hands, shaking and cold.
Hear her lonely footsteps -
Alone she arrives
And departs alone, the poor soul
A million stars shine:
in her dark shawl.
Yet she comes begging
When she seems to have it all
She seems like a yogin
Neither asleep nor awake
Roaming in the lonely streets
Her heart nurses an ache
Such a destitute woman!
See if there something
We can give away -
A little morning, perhaps,
Who refuses to sleep
And is still in a mood to play?
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