[Inspired on reading
Premji’s – Love is the Sweet Uneasiness]
Krishna, Krishna, Leela Vinoda
Maya Kanna, Gopiyon ka Gopala
Anantha, Madhava, Madhusudana
Radha unki Kishan tho Aapi!
Krishna, is always surrounded
By a thousand Gopikas
Who all flee home, like birds to nest
With the fall of night!
Krishna, always has by Him
Rukmini at His side
Whose eyes, also droop to close
Like a lotus flower at night!
Krishna, will He yearn for
Radha, as she does for Him
Sleepless
Waiting
By the wayside
Just for a glimpse of Him!
Krishna, Krishna, Leela Vinoda
Oh! Krishna, will He ever yearn for Radha!
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I would like to translate this poem
dear angel, if i say 'thank you', sure you will kill me.... dear krishna...the entire universe see your charm, but none know the pain you bear..love between radha and krishna...though radha is four years elder...is the ultimate.....true love means real madness with a dagger in the soul....