Category Archives: Sant Surdas

poem – krishna learns to walk

Kanha walks Two steps at a time, Yasoda’s desires see Fulfilment sublime. ‘Runuk jhunk’ sing His anklets, A sound So pleasing to the mind. He sits, But then is up immediately, A sight difficult to describe. All the ladies of … Continue reading

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poem – krishna begining to speak

Mohan’s begun to say ‘Maiya Maiya,’ And ‘Baba Baba’ to Nanda, Balaram He’s calling ‘baiya’ From atop the house Yasoda shouts Taking the name of kanhaiya. Don’t go far to play my darling Someone’s cow will hit ye. The gopas … Continue reading

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poem – awake o ! prince of braj

Awake, Krishna, awake the lotus-petals open the water-lilies droop the bumblebees have left the creepers cocks crow, and birds chirp on the trees. The cows are in the byre lowing; they run after their calves; the moon fades before the … Continue reading

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poem – krishna’s meal

Kanha eats in Yasoda’s lap. some he eats, some he drops, as the ladies of Nandgaon watch, some he eats and some he puts in Nanda’s mouth, this joy is beyound recount. some he eats, some gives to gopas, butter … Continue reading

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poem – merciful krishna

See the greatness of Krishna; though Lord, Father and Master of the world he willingly bears the arrogance of his close devotees Shiva and Brahma were roaring mad when Bhrigu kicked them, but he gently pressed the sage’s foot when … Continue reading

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poem – nanda’s darling child

Who can contain his joy, say, on seeing the lotus-like lovely face of Nanda’s darling child when he awakes? His beauty infatuates sages,and destroys the pride of Kama, it captivates the hearts of hundreds of young girls. When he softly … Continue reading

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Poem – Krishna Complains About His Older Brother 

O mother mine, Dau (Balram)forever teases me. you never gave birth to me, and I was bought in the market. this is what he tells me o mother mihne, Dau forever teases me. fed up of his teasing ways, I … Continue reading

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