The Radhika

Radhika,
Dance, fulfill the heart, joyful youthful mind
In the dance, the songs are sung, the time passes by.

Leads to night, audience, pleased all
Mixed rhythms, trembling erosion, and there is no difference between real and false.

Eye’s expectation, no trench, even there is doubt
In the attraction of desire, in the perspire, someone is reckless.

What she should do, so eventually, lets go of that
Deceptively better, bitter in sight, they are either baseless.

Doing so, taking time, passes her overnight
Gastrointestinal irritation, locking in the heart, opening the eyes finds the same morning.

(Dedicated to all the female stars of the local stage drama, called Jatra in the Greater Bengal.)