Romance With Burquawalli Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

On the deserts of Arabia
When he eve-fall was descending upon
With the silent coming iof its own,
Silence was to take over,
I met,
Met her my Burqawalli,
Seeing the sand-dunes
And the camels returning back.

First, saw her through the lattice
Thereafter impressed
A kiss on the forehead
Punctuated by passionate hugs, embraces and clasps,
Emotional and full of feeling.

The tents and bivouacs of nomadic man were scattered across
The desert space, the vast stretch,
The moon was shining overhead
And holding the hand
I going with my Burquawalli,
Thinking of Laila and Majnu.