My Dear Lord!
O Lord of my Man-Van,
Splendid and breathtaking is my Vrindavan!
Let me at the shade of Your feet be given a chance to revel-
O Lord! Let me live with You under Your spell!
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Does Love Lie?
They say lovers lie,
To give their heart in style;
They say that Love is their Life,
Their oar in the boat of Strife;
They say they are enslaved,
Done in by charm's parade;
They say that they lose themselves
To their Love, and thus win joy for themselves,
They say the beloved resides in the heart,
Which will stop if the lover does depart;
They say they have been born for the One,
The one who does their senses stun.
O Lord! Behold my ironic state,
For, by these statements, the Eternal Truth i would thus state!!!
This greatness of Yours,
Humbles me, bestraddles me;
O! Creator of Space!
Is it foolish to bind You by the heart's pace?
O Lover! When i speak inadvertently,
In a manner that would beguile You greatly;
You go on smiling placidly,
Or chide me ever so lovingly!
O Lord of the Three Worlds!
Forgive me misdeeds in action, thoughts or words-
Forever, enamoured this mind i find-
By Your radiance with which You are said to blind!
To give their heart in style;
They say that Love is their Life,
Their oar in the boat of Strife;
They say they are enslaved,
Done in by charm's parade;
They say that they lose themselves
To their Love, and thus win joy for themselves,
They say the beloved resides in the heart,
Which will stop if the lover does depart;
They say they have been born for the One,
The one who does their senses stun.
O Lord! Behold my ironic state,
For, by these statements, the Eternal Truth i would thus state!!!
This greatness of Yours,
Humbles me, bestraddles me;
O! Creator of Space!
Is it foolish to bind You by the heart's pace?
O Lover! When i speak inadvertently,
In a manner that would beguile You greatly;
You go on smiling placidly,
Or chide me ever so lovingly!
O Lord of the Three Worlds!
Forgive me misdeeds in action, thoughts or words-
Forever, enamoured this mind i find-
By Your radiance with which You are said to blind!
Monday, November 22, 2010
So Be It!
If i must not come see You, so be it;
If i must not come revel at You, so be it;
If i must not feast my eyes on Your beautiful form, so be it.
If i must not hear those poetic sounds so awesome; so be it.
If i must not let my mind dance like the lamps, so be it.
If i cannot admire Your beautiful stance, so be it.
If i must not partake Your dinner, so be it.
If i must not drink the Nectar of Your Lotus Feet, so be it.
If i am entitled to be a moaning loser, so be it.
If this cruel seperation is part of Your plans neat, so be it.
If this be Your descision, so be it-
Surrendered slave i am- i will not question it.
If my agony is Your joy, so be it-
Your joy is my jubilation, so be it!
But, when i am thus unceremoniously cast away-
Do You wish me to smile away, O Lord now so Far Away?
What of the tribulations in the mind's fray
Caused by Your mighty play?
You can do what You may-
Yet, i have doubts nay:
For today, You may keep me away,
But, otherwise, You will make things work my way!
If i must not come revel at You, so be it;
If i must not feast my eyes on Your beautiful form, so be it.
If i must not hear those poetic sounds so awesome; so be it.
If i must not let my mind dance like the lamps, so be it.
If i cannot admire Your beautiful stance, so be it.
If i must not partake Your dinner, so be it.
If i must not drink the Nectar of Your Lotus Feet, so be it.
If i am entitled to be a moaning loser, so be it.
If this cruel seperation is part of Your plans neat, so be it.
If this be Your descision, so be it-
Surrendered slave i am- i will not question it.
If my agony is Your joy, so be it-
Your joy is my jubilation, so be it!
But, when i am thus unceremoniously cast away-
Do You wish me to smile away, O Lord now so Far Away?
What of the tribulations in the mind's fray
Caused by Your mighty play?
You can do what You may-
Yet, i have doubts nay:
For today, You may keep me away,
But, otherwise, You will make things work my way!
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Standing Close To You...
My Lord Parthasarathy!
Standing close to You,
Doubts in my mind must be few;
Yet, the mind conjurs its idiotic questions anew:
What will i enjoy, my Lord?
Must i look at Your beautiful feet
Which are my only shelter as times fleet?
Must i look at Your Forever-Giving Hands,
Which don't even give Your devotees to ask twice a chance?
Must i look at Your fingers slender-
That hold the Panchajanya which sent Your foes running asunder?
Must i look at Your arms so inviting-
That held me in an embrace revelling?
Must i look at Your pillar-like thighs,
Wherein, i rested my cheeks, on a day so nice?
Must i stare unabashedly at Your radiant face-
That brings a smile on Your devotees' face?
Must i stare at Your lotus-eyes so wide-
And, myself, lost in You find?
Must i look at Your moustache,
That completes Your picture of amazement with panache?
Or, must i find respite in Thine smile-
Even as it sends all haunting doubts to exile??
Or, must i just to Rukmini Thaayar bow-
Who has forever Her kind grace bestowed?
By the Lord of Time,
To stand close to Him, i have been blessed abundantly:
But oh! when You smile Your beautiful smile-
You send the concept of 'time duration' to exile!
Standing close to You,
Doubts in my mind must be few;
Yet, the mind conjurs its idiotic questions anew:
What will i enjoy, my Lord?
Must i look at Your beautiful feet
Which are my only shelter as times fleet?
Must i look at Your Forever-Giving Hands,
Which don't even give Your devotees to ask twice a chance?
Must i look at Your fingers slender-
That hold the Panchajanya which sent Your foes running asunder?
Must i look at Your arms so inviting-
That held me in an embrace revelling?
Must i look at Your pillar-like thighs,
Wherein, i rested my cheeks, on a day so nice?
Must i stare unabashedly at Your radiant face-
That brings a smile on Your devotees' face?
Must i stare at Your lotus-eyes so wide-
And, myself, lost in You find?
Must i look at Your moustache,
That completes Your picture of amazement with panache?
Or, must i find respite in Thine smile-
Even as it sends all haunting doubts to exile??
Or, must i just to Rukmini Thaayar bow-
Who has forever Her kind grace bestowed?
By the Lord of Time,
To stand close to Him, i have been blessed abundantly:
But oh! when You smile Your beautiful smile-
You send the concept of 'time duration' to exile!
Saturday, November 13, 2010
न कदानुभवे? When will i experience???
प्रेमदं च मे कामदं च मे
वेदनं च मे वैभवं च मे
जीवनं च मे जीवितं च मे
देवनं च मे देवनापरम!
- Krishna Karnamrutam by Lilasuka
Translation:
You are (all) my love, and also (all) my desire;
You are (all) my knowledge, You also are (all) my wealth;
You are my Life, You also are my Life Support (all i have);
You (alone) are my God, and none else!!
Transileration:
Premadam cha me, kAmadam cha me,
Vedanam cha me, Vaibhavam cha me,
Jivanam cha me, Jivitam cha me,
Devanam cha me, DevanAparam.
Footnote:
40 minutes of Sanskrit class at school = 40 minutes of Your bliss
Krishna, given, that, at one point, i was not even going to take Sanskrit as my subject, i thank You for being my dearest Parthasarathy, and making me take up this subject. For otherwise, i would not have had the wonderful experience of listening to, and experiencing, atleast a fraction of, the madness that Lilasuka felt.
वेदनं च मे वैभवं च मे
जीवनं च मे जीवितं च मे
देवनं च मे देवनापरम!
- Krishna Karnamrutam by Lilasuka
Translation:
You are (all) my love, and also (all) my desire;
You are (all) my knowledge, You also are (all) my wealth;
You are my Life, You also are my Life Support (all i have);
You (alone) are my God, and none else!!
Transileration:
Premadam cha me, kAmadam cha me,
Vedanam cha me, Vaibhavam cha me,
Jivanam cha me, Jivitam cha me,
Devanam cha me, DevanAparam.
Footnote:
40 minutes of Sanskrit class at school = 40 minutes of Your bliss
Krishna, given, that, at one point, i was not even going to take Sanskrit as my subject, i thank You for being my dearest Parthasarathy, and making me take up this subject. For otherwise, i would not have had the wonderful experience of listening to, and experiencing, atleast a fraction of, the madness that Lilasuka felt.
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