They Ask Me About The Dark Daughter Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

They ask me,
Who is the dark daughter,
But what to say to,
As I myself too am confused
Who she is really?

Her identity, her entity, I cannot,
As I know it not fully,
Only one thing that know I is this that
She is a small girl
Living under impoverished circumstances,
But is very, very humble and simple
And this is the beauty of her nature.

Though appear to be dark, but is not,
As complexion cannot reveal
What it is within
And her darkness but symbolical,
Mythical and mystical,
Supernatural and nocturnal
And there is many a thing to understand
At some inner level.