Chandalika Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Chandalika



Chandalika, Chandalika,
Who calls you a girl
Untouchable,
Untouchable and defiled,
You give,
Give me the water to drink,
I want to drink from your hands.

Chandalika, Chandalika,
You are not fallen and degraded,
Maybe it that something of yours
Does not suit me,
But you are not, not Ashprishya, Untouchable,
But touchable, touchable,
O my love!

Monday, April 7, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Art
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 07 April 2014

who is untouchable? all creatures are one and the same, my dear poet . one soul. form of body differs only.

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