Poetry Tuesday: Madam to a Young Courtesan

Written about 300 years ago by Sarangapani in India, in an era where this seemed to be a common trope.

Grab whatever cash he has,
That Venugopala,
And think nothing of the rest.

As they say about lentils,
Don’t worry
About the chaff.

Does it matter
To which woman he goes
Or how late he stays there?

Just pass the days
Saying yes or no
Till the month is over

And grab the cash.

What is it to you
If he runs into debt
Or if he has an income?

Quietly, tactfully,
Lie in wait
Like a cat on a wall

And grab the cash.

What if he makes love
To her
And only then to you?

What’s there
To be jealous about?
When youth passes,
Nothing will go your way.

So grab the cash.


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