Friend, the arrow of his glance struck
my eyes;
Its point pierced my heart (and) his
sweet image entered my soul.
For a long time I have been staying
(here) watching the road, standing
at my house.
My life clings to (my) dark beloved,
(he is) a life-giving herb.
Mira says I am sold into the hands of
Giridhar, but people say I am loose.
The Arrow Of His Glance
Mirabai
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Poem topics: dark, friend, heart, house, people, time, soul, sweet, long, point, arrow, life, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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