My Burquawalli Bibi Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

I doing quawwalli and going
And the purdahwalli bibi
Following me
Like a shadow,
A black photo negative,
A moon under the patches of the skies,
An image penciled and silhouetted.

My purdahwalli bibi,
Burquawalli bibi,
I and she,
She and me
And none,
But we the two
Going the way,
Heart in heart,
Hand in hand
Lest somebody sees it
And raises the eyebrows.

Love for love,
All for love,
Say, who is not?
I have asked for love
From you,
My burquawalli bibi,
My darling, my darling,
I love you, I love you!