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While the bhikshu Views her navel And she His handsome face, Crows lick clean Both ladle and alms bowl.
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Arvind Krishna Mehrotra (The Absent Traveller: Prakrit Love Poetry from the Gathasaptasati of Satavahana Hala)
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Though the wide world’s filled With beautiful women, Her left side compares Only with her right.
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Arvind Krishna Mehrotra (The Absent Traveller: Prakrit Love Poetry from the Gathasaptasati of Satavahana Hala)
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With trembling eyes, Like a caged bird, From behind the picket-fence, She watched you go.
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Arvind Krishna Mehrotra (The Absent Traveller: Prakrit Love Poetry from the Gathasaptasati of Satavahana Hala)
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Distance destroys love,
So does the lack of it. Gossip destroys love,
And sometimes It takes nothing
To destroy love.
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Arvind Krishna Mehrotra (The Absent Traveller: Prakrit Love Poetry from the Gathasaptasati of Satavahana Hala)
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The way he stared, I kept covering myself, Not that I wanted him To look elsewhere.
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Arvind Krishna Mehrotra (The Absent Traveller: Prakrit Love Poetry from the Gathasaptasati of Satavahana Hala)