Departure Poem by Krishna Shivkumar yadav

My whole life I nurtured thee, the light of my home. And
now the time has arrived when I shall bid you farewell.
Clad in red silk on thy wedding day, with the scandal
paste on thy forehead, and adorned as a young bride I'm
losing thee tonight. But before embracing and plugging
you into my chest, finally transferring a cache of
affection, I shall handle the light of my home in groom's
hand taking my departure in the shadow. And when thee
as a young bride in wooden palanquin had gone, I shall
wash my eyes with my tears unbeknownst to thee.

- - krishna Shivkumar yadav