When the world was burdened,
With sins, religion was humiliated,
Then He appeared to wield the
Tyrants' torturous hands!
In storm, in turmoil He came,
To dominate the evils, to
Rear up the honest souls--
In this auspicious day,
In Brojobhumi He took birth,
To change the wheel of
Rulers, to teach the nation--
We are destined to do our tasks,
The aftermaths ain't our goal,
We should not expect it,
But, live for our work!
In Lord Krishna's birthday,
Wish the change of this,
Age where values lost their,
Fragrance, the sinners
Are bragging of their commitment!
Is it sure that he will come? let him come and make this world a better place to live.
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Oh Nila, a poem of hope and Divine call for us, it is beautiful as always, I so love to read your soul it is so wise and so beautiful! Love you, kasi