Category Archives: Indian Poet

shattered desire – vidyapati thakur

Swelling breasts, hard, like golden cups. Those wanton glances have stolen my heart, O beautiful one, protest no longer. I am eager as a bee, let me take your honey. Darling, I beg you, holding your hands, Do not be … Continue reading

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thinner than a crescent – vidyapati thakur

Her tears carved a river And she broods on its bank, Hurt and confused. You ask her one thing, She speaks of another. Her friends believe That joy may come again. At times they banish hope And cease to care. … Continue reading

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time and love – vidyapati thakur

As I guard my honor, My love in a foreign land Ravishes beauties Who belong to others. Safely he will come, But he has left me dead. O traveler, tell him That my youth wastes away… If time goes on … Continue reading

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childhood and youth – vidyapati thakur

Childhood and youth are mingled both. Her eyes have taken the road to her ears: Wily are her words,and her low laugh As if the moon appeared on earth. She takes a mirror to array herself. And asks:’what is thegame … Continue reading

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brooding love – vidyapati thakur

Madhava: Your moon-faced love Had never guessed That parting hurts. Radha is tortured, Dreading you will leave. Love has robbed her of all power, She sinks clasping the ground. Kokilas call, Startled, she wakes Only to brood again. Tears wash … Continue reading

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dawn – vidyapati thakur

Awake, Radha, awake, Calls the parrot and its love. For how long must you sleep, Clasped to the heart of your Dark-Stone? Listen. The dawn has come And the red shafts of the sun Are making us shudder.

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river and sky – vidyapati thakur

Oh friend, I cannot tell you Whether he was near or far, real or a dream. Like a vine of lightning, As I chained the dark one, I felt a river flooding in my heart. Like a shining moon, I … Continue reading

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