Dawn by Vidyapati Thakur Awake, Radha, awake, Calls the parrot and its love. For how long must you sleep, Clasped to the heart of your Dark-Stone? Listen. The dawn has come And the red shafts of the sun Are making us shudder. Tags: love poemlove poemslove poems for herlove poetrypoems about loveromantic poemsShort PoemsRate this poem: Report SPAM Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Report violation Log in or register to post comments