Radha’s glances dart from side to side.
Her restless body and clothes are heavy with dust.
Her glistening smile shines again and again.
Shy, she raises her skirt to her lips.
Startled, she stirs and once again is calm,
As now she enters the ways of love.
Sometimes she gazes at her blossoming breasts
Hiding them quickly, then forgetting they are there.
Childhood and girlhood melt in one
And new and old are both forgotten.
Says Vidyapati: O Lord of life,
Do you not know the signs of youth?
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Comments2Really touched by this poems raw evocation of youth, innocence and the bloom of womanhood. It perfectly captures tht bittersweet moment when you're not a girl, not yet a woman. Reminds me of first feelings of love and curiosity about my own body when growing up. Raw, real, and stirring - these lines deeply moved my heartstrings.
Wow, just read this poem by Vidyapati and I gotta say, it resonates with me. I love how it captures the uncertainty and rediscovery of adolescence. The turbulence of coming of age is really detialed and heartfelt. Brought back some forgotten memories of my own youth.