While closely watching Sakuntala,
A doubt came to Dushyanta,
“Was she born to his father,
Thro’ a different caste mother? ”
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Does she doubt her identity as a dark bee clouds her truthful self and does prince save her?
readers are able to drink the romantic nectar flowing in those lines there...does the king's question on her parentage fly as a black bee on her beautiful face? !
A charming, lyrical write. It is another world filled with romance and tradition. As always, I learn much about Eastern culture via your eloquent pen. Warm regards, Sandra
I enjoyed the 'bee episode'. Your poem has come out very well with nice rhyming. In Viswamitra I saw a thorn pricking Sakuntala's tender feet and Dushyanth saving her. Here it is bit different. I just wonder how in this age you write the 'Kaathal' scenes with lovely phrases. Really your poem will be thrilling for lovers.
The caste system - tragic for love. I support a boy in INDIA named MUNNU. I'll have to write him about the caste system, does it still exist? ? ? ?
“Since she covets my mind, As queen she’s fit, I find. When there’s a doubt Better, I get the fact.”....found all the qualities of ueen in her but some doubts shadowed him.. beuatiful write....10