Indian Poetry

Beauty is not
in what the words say
but in that which they say without saying it:
not naked, but through a veil,
breasts become desirable.
--Vallana

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The lamp of love had almost reached nirvana
but it wanted to see what those two would do
when they were doing it: curious, it stretched its neck
and, seeing what is saw, let out a puff of smoke.

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When the ankle bracelet is still,
earrings and necklaces jangle;
when the man grows tired,
his determined lover relieves him.

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Desire pushes her toward the encounter,
mistrust holds her back;
a silken banner, fluttering, limp,
furling and unfurling in the wind.
--Kalidasa