Comments about Krishnarasa Seshadri
Yes, my friend, that’s him that had me smitten;
The smite-mark still burns in the dark!
That substance moves about,
Carrying a heart I know he has,
But also a mind clouded, vain and eyes-
Those eyes that never saw me!
Your brow might raise, but he’s an angel
In the making, but only fools tread with him.
Ah! I wonder why he never saw- do you?