Ek Painter Hun, Burkhawalli Kaa/ A Portrait Of A Bukhawalli Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

I am a painter,
A painter of the burkhawalli,
The beauty clad in a burqua,
Under the purdah,
going a as shadow,
A walking shadow,
Following,
Saying ta-ta, bye-bye secretly
And smiling
And calling back
To say, I love you,
Didn't you mind it,
Actually I could not
Say
In the crowds?

The heroine,
I mean the actress,
The stage artiste,
The opera girl
Is coming out of the art studio,
Now you may interview her,
My portrait,
The portrait of the artist
As a young man
Not,
But as a young careerist
And professional girl
Is almost complete,
You may see her,
Open for viewing,
Coming out of the studio,
You just wait for, wait for
Taking to heart,
Not so impatiently.