i am running directionless
Apparently away from my Lord, and yet careless!
This slave is unable to halt her fleeing O Lord blemishless-
Save me, i be drowned in an unfortunate sea lest!

Caught in a web of wants and desires,
Distress and despair, procrastination and lies-
There is no account now of how times flies!
There are no definitions of weakening ties!

When again will You permit this girl
To be lost in the magic of Your beautiful lotus Eyes?
When again will You hold me so close
That my heart suffers from an emotional overdose?

i may be hopeless and worthless
But without You, this existence is meaningless!
Surrendered unto Your Lotus feet, i beseech forgiveness;
Dearest Narasimha! Abandon Your fury, and save me from this distress!

Mukti!

People may have different views on freedom.
For this slave, real mukti (freedom) is that i am never ever "freed" from Your service!
Real "mukti" is in unalloyed devotion and hurdle-free service!
Real "mukti" is always being caught in the web of Your love!
Here's begging You to grant that boon!

Be My Guide

O Beloved Lord!
Usually, for but a glance this slave begs away,
Adorning You, Damodara in dreams so far, far away!
Today, o dearest, i am afraid i ask for more:
For if the end be defeat, it'd be rather sore!

In this battlefield called Life
Except for You, alone myself i find!
Uplift me, guide me, stir me
Make me work for victory!

Surrendered unto Your feet as always:
i beg You to cast Your merciful gaze.
You show the light at the tunnel's end
i beg You now to illuminate the path and its numerous bends!

Misgivings

Dear Lord:
So many misgivings this heart possesses,
So many shameful attempts at staying away;
So many trajectories the unfaithful mind traverses-
But how long away from its Lord will it stay?

You are the Giver who bestows
The Lord who protects
The Ruler unto whom this slave is surrendered:
Please, oh please! Don't let my mind wander asunder!!

Who but You to anchor, the
Heart sailing in uncertain waters?
Who else is there whose support i can seek?
Save me from myself-this, of You, i beseech!!

Let there not be a time when am not lost in Your lovely eyes,
May Your smile send me into a dizzy high!
Let this slave always be Yours:
 Lost in thougths of the eternal charmer!!

Dear Dreams

Of silent evenings spent together,

Of beautiful nights in the company of my Lover;

Of days spent staring into Your Lotus Eyes,

i dream, at times with closed, and at times with open eyes!

Krishna, of Your hug's warmth and comfort,

Of the electricity, dearest Hari, that Your touch would elicit,

O Parthasarathy! Of the loving kisses You would imprint,

i dream, at times with closed, and at times with open eyes!

Of serving You sumptous food,

And fanning Your beautiful features as eat You would;

And the nectar of Your lips to partake in Your remains if i could:

Endlessly, infinitely; dream this slave would!!

i dream, Parthasarathy, of our hands intertwined,

But somewhere, in between, myself lost i find;

Dearest Lord, i dream of serving Your beautiful Lotus Feet

But, lost, i suffer miserably in between.

i have none but You

So, dearest Lover, save me anew.

Kill me if You wish with Your dazzling smile:

Own me in entirety with Your unparalleled might!