KAMASUTRA

By an anonymous poet 

It was the very first night,

and the young girl showed surprising skill

in the arts of love –

so much so that her husband held his head

in his hands, a little worried.

But she just laughed and painted a picture

on the wall –m a lion cub,

only half-born, already leaping

at an elephant.

 

By an anonymous poet, translated from Kannada to English by Velcheru Narayana Rao & David Shulman, Indian Love Poems, Edited by Meena Alexander, Everyman's Library, 2005, p. 79.