Daily Archives: August 11, 2016

Poem – Great is The Wealth of Bhakti 

Great is the wealth of Bhakti found only on the earth,  Not found even in the realms of Brahma! By living a virtuous life, even if you attain The land of immortality, you will inevitably end up In the inexorable … Continue reading

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Poem – Gimme That Moon to Play With

`Gimme that moon to play with, Ma! Gimme those stars!  Gimme those clusters and stuff them all in my pocket!’  He flushes, he cries, he stares at the moon Jasoda wipes his tears, ‘Don’t be so crazy, Kanha! The moon … Continue reading

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Poem – Fair One In the Middle of the Night

Fair one, in the middle of the night, How your jingling anklets chime! You have woken up the whole town With melodious jingling of your anklets! Fair one, in the middle of the night, How your jingling anklets chime! ‘I … Continue reading

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Poem – Essence of Essence is the Birth of the Weaker Sex

Essence of essence is the birth of the weaker sex, For her strength alone can please the mighty hero! What’s the use of this manliness, friend, When it is of no use to the lord at all? Essence of essence … Continue reading

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