Only he knows the bitterness of love
Who has deeply felt its pangs.
When you are in trouble
No one comes near you:
When fortune smiles.
All come to share the joy.
Love shows no external wound.
But the pain pervades every pore
Devotee Mira offers her body
As a sacrifice to Giridhara for ever.
[Translated by A.J. Alston]
Love shows no external wound. But the pain pervades every pore Devotee Mira offers her body As a sacrifice to Giridhara for ever. a great poem of love and sufferings and wounds. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, only he knows! Jai Shreekrishna! !