You stood by quiet and calm,

Didn’t raise a finger ,

Nor utter a sigh  ,

Yudhishthir ,then where was your heart divine ?

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I had forsaken all,

Lost them to my mere folly ,

Nothing left ,

For all had vanished and gone,

Draupadi ,'tis then ,

That even my soul wasn’t mine .

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Ha!You amuse me ,

Lost all ,

Still to you I belonged?

Pleasured  thee for years,

Divided like cattle ‘mongst brothers ,

Tossed like a whore ,

When he rid me of my honour Yudhishthir,

And you watched drowsy eyed ,

Disgust and spite corrupted me ,

For you too ,

Partook in such a crime .

If Krishna hadn’t arrived ,

Just like your dharma ,Yudhishthir ,

My honour shall have bathed ,

In  venomous strife .

So turn down your eyes ;

And beg for forgiveness swine ,

Fool!No one but Bheem ,

Do I truly call mine.