Sambanath Denis Poems

Forgotten love, forgotten love, a love forgotten
And no longer begotten sweetly in the breast
And never more shall I oft' indulge its arrest.
Tis best in the shade of history disposed!
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Though you and I have never met,
Liker Winter and Summer
Shall never meet.
I hold you clear in my memory,
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As dependent new born child
On the stream of pearls
Strung on as all on a thread
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Dear friend, when we met near the olive fields
So beautiful like sable pearls hanging from their
branch, I had been returning to the great
House. These olives are a treasure to taste,
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Inspired art thou moments of
Asking of Krsna
like a rivulet on dry
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When evening has fallen on me, when he
Has come to me upon the wings of time,
Has lain upon my chest his weary mind,
Told me all his burden that weighs on him,
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I touch the parameters of love,
The window looking in.
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I call to the deed, long forgot in snow,
Buried deep as the passing cold bleed.
As I trek this eary road, I know-I know
The burden doth slow me each step I
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He walks, passing by the nile of Vraja.
The sun dapples in the waters frame
Planting the seeds of shining stars.
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