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 Braj tire
Of seeing such beauty divine.

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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 and gopis celebrate boisterously
In each house there is festivity
Surdas, for a glimpse of the Lord
My all is surrendered to the Almighty.

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 sun.
Men and women arise
and joyfully sing their songs;
Krishna, of hands lotus-like awake,
for the day is about to dawn.

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 in his hands, curd in doniyas.
The joy of Yasoda
the three worlds cannot account.
the meal is over, Kanha washes,
for Sur the left-overs count.

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 it struck his breast!’
Which of the gods
can emulate him?
He befriends selflessly;

Embracing his foe Ravana’s brother, Vibhisana’ as lovingly as his own
brother Bharata, sending to heaven the demoness Putana

who tried to kill him’-
Such is Sura’s Lord,
the selfless Giver.

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 smiles the gleam of his teeth seems as though rubies have been stringed with pearls.

When my Lord, Nanda’s lovely child goes out, says Suradasa, the people of Braj are bewitched by his loveliness.

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 don’t go out to play.

who is your mother?

and who is your father?

again and again he says.

Yasoda’s fair, so also Nanda,

how come you’re so dark?

Dau provokes, the gopas laugh,

and all have such a lark.

me, mother, you want to beat,

but Dau you never even scold,

seeing the anger on Mohan’s face

Yasoda’s joy was untold,

listen Kanha, Balbhadra is naughty,

wicked from his birth,

you’re my son, and I your mother,

I swear by mother cows worth!