The Divine Lover
Faint bells tinkling in the background….
The night utters a soulful sigh,
To see Radha and Krishna
Bound in embrace. The full moon cries….
There’s strange magic in the air….
Jasmines spreading their incense.
Flutes sing, to celebrate the pair.
Passions rise. Intense….
The sky illumines,
By sheer fire set ablaze
Stars fiercely twinkling
The God’s! Heavenly amazed…..
The Gopis start trickling out of their homes.
Struck with love’s lightning in a daze
Getting drawn towards Krishna
Spellbound in his gaze
Rivers heaving and rising
Carrying love in their bosom
Drenched in ecstasy. They succumb,
To the feet of their divine lover
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i guess its the “raas-lilaa” u’re portraying here….. beautifuly decribed…. a hint of sensuality as usual, makes the icing on the cake

I am water
Sometimes solid...you can always depend on
Sometimes liquid...fits in anywhere
Sometimes vapor...ephemeral...I am there and then I am gone
Sometimes ice...but can be dissolved by fire
Sometimes swirling ....with passion
Sometimes tranquil ....with still desire
Always flowing....unaware of the destination
Sometimes vivid ....like blue sapphire
Always pure....see your reflection
Always rising ...wanting to go higher
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Good one yaar..
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