The Gopika of Madhuvan

The Gopika of Madhuvan

What were you thinking Radhe,
when you ran down that shadowy path;
so mesmerised by the tune
that even the leaves had stopped rustling to hear.

Such silence, oh such disturbing silence;
the sun was long gone.
Was it the moonlight that beckoned to you;
The wind, its ally, teasingly playing with your senses?

What, oh what, were you thinking Radhe,
when you let the cloth slip down your hair?
As the thorn slowly tore through the sole of your foot
The sweet sweet pain marking your red footfalls

How will you claim him Radhe?
He dances on the serpents Radhe
Even as the beetle leaf juice
Leaves its mark on another

She then lifted her head
Her fiery eyes unabashedly claiming her right
For, long after, when the stories were told
She was Abhisarika, forever by his side

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