People often tell me
Your fair skin is lovely
Your milk white skin is
An embellishment to your beauty
I feel like it's a bane, Krishna.
I don't like it
I don't want it.
I wish I could be dark
Dark, like the complete darkness I like to sleep in
Dark, like my coal black eyes
Dark, like my long, black hair
Dark, like the night that holds the jasmine like moon
Dark,
Like you.
This fair skin
Gets prying eyes
And is considered a bait
For men.
Travelling in bus is difficult
Where men who only see
Beauty in a fair face
Brush against me
Making it
Quite a ride.
Draupadi is lucky.
The dark girl may have been through a lot,
But ultimately
She has earned the name
Krishnaa.
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Radha's Krishna
PoetryRadhaRamana, The Beloved of Radha he is. He is everything, in everyone. He is sung, he is loved, he lives. But Radha? ______ Narrated in the voice of one of Hindu mythology's most powerful characters, Radha's Krishna is a collection of poems, an o...
