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The old lover, what can she expect from him? What will she from his intellect and intelligence? She wants it love from him and he lags it behind.

What is her relationship with him? How long will it go on? When will she be free? Can she not live a life of her own?

Whose prayer did it take the shape of and how did he come to know her to ask for? How the story of introduction? Who introduced whom? If the marriage came to be solemnized in heaven, why did it take a drastic change?

Who the betrayer and who the betrayed? How to judge it? Who the lover, who the beloved? Who is true to love?

Who is whose lover? how did she meet him? Was the stranger to be his own? Luck too betrothed her to him otherwise the things could not have materialized so.

Can someone explain this poem. Please

My body's wisdom tells and tells again That I shall find my rest, my sleep, my peace And even death nowhere else but here in My betrayer's arms... touching expression with impresive theme. Beautiful poem.

What a jewel of a poem both in uniqueness and something of a personal nature in between the lines, I see why you are ranked so high among the top poets, bravo! !

Once i knew not his form! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

A superb poem from a great Indian poetess. With a touch of philosophical thought it brought the union of Shiva and shakti to mind. Their desire the cause of creation carrying all the nuances of love.....in a beautiful poetic expression.

Conviction in the relationship is superb.

Why care I for their quick sterile sting, while/My body's wisdom tells and tells again/That I shall find my rest, my sleep, my peace....sparkling expression! I have read almost all of your poems carrying great impact! I congratulate you the great Indian poetess!

Betray me? Yes, he can, but never physically Only with words that curl their limbs at.... kamala das the great indian writer.. fine poem. tony

A poem of we cannot help the ones we love no matter what?

The difference between what we perceive and want to believe leads us into strange places. Sometimes the place is where we don't want to be..

My body's wisdom tells and tells again That I shall find my rest, my sleep, my peace Nice poem And even death nowhere else but here in My betrayer's arms.

the love most soft word but when it comes as hard touch then.....! /// betray!

Very well written. Nothing can be better than this on relationship.

A very passionate poem about love and relationship, And deep love in the midsts of betrayals, ****** thanks of neautiful reads