Narsinh Mehta

(1414? – 1481? / Talaja, Bhavnagar, Gujarat / India)

Don’t Untie The Threads Of My Choli - Poem by Narsinh Mehta

Don’t untie the threads of my choli, my love
The fruits of my breasts are not good enough for you!

Ananga, the god of love, stirs not in the unbloomed youth
There can be no ecstasy without lovemaking.’
Don’t untie the threads of my choli, my love
The fruits of my breasts are not good enough for you!

Hearing the words of the dark girl, Narsaiyya's lord clasped her to his heart
And played many love games with her during their first union.
Don’t untie the threads of my choli, my love
The fruits of my breasts are not good enough for you!


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 27, 2012



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