Wednesday, 1 April 2015

Poem: Kanhai brushed past me... Now I thirst

Kanhai brushed past me on the narrow pathway of life.
No, dear friend, his lithe body pressed against mine but for a moment…
‘Twas his mind that stung my mind, my senses, my being
And now I neither sleep at night nor eat nor work in the day.

How shall I go on living, O my mother! How shall I live?
With this constant ache, this pain, how can I live?
My body burns, my mind yearns for his presence…

Take away my fair limbs, make me dark-skinned, then!
Finding my beauteous Lord in the darkness,
Limbs intertwined with his, water-like I shall melt into the night.

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