The Poor Hamlet Prostitute Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
The Poor Hamlet Prostitute
I often used to meet her on the ways
Going from the hamlet to the town,
Crossing the fields and fallows
She was a tribal woman
Whom the townsmen took for
And abandoned her finally
To pass her days in poverty.
There also came a day when
She left going to the town
Nor did the townsmen come to thereafter
To see her in her bad days
The poor woman of the hamlet
Left to pass her time sitting on a rock
Close to the woods.
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