Narsinh Mehta

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Narsinh Mehta Poems

Cold, cold is my bed in winter!But for my
Lord, who will embrace me passionately?
Cold, cold is my bed in winter!

Always up to some prank, this mischievous little Govindji over there
It's always I who has to suffer!
As this little cowherd foolishly totters, the girl becomes fervid!
Always up to some prank, this mischievous little Govindji over there

Be still, be still, O moon, do not make the dawn yet,
The life of my life has come to my home!
It is after hundreds of millions of lives of penance,
That I have attained my Vitthal, my love!

Speak only as godlike of the man who feels another's pain
Who shares another's sorrow and pride does disdain

`Leave this river full of lotuses, child
You might wake up our master fast asleep.
He will definitely not spare you if he wakes
Moreover, the sin of murdering a mere child will be on our heads!

You may have obtained nama, but without Rama
Your title of Vaishnava is barren like a cradle in a childless home
Or a marriage procession without groom!

Awake O Jadava, O Krishna the cowherd!
Who will take the cows to graze?
When hundreds of cowherds come thronging
Who will be their leader?

The flute resonates today! The flute resonates today!
The women dance with the lord, dance, and sing as they play!
The flute resonates today!

When I wake up, the world recedes from my sight.
Only in sleep, its bewildering miseries and enjoyment perplexes me!
My being is a play of the Consciousness:
The brahman playing with the brahman!

Look, who is roving in the sky!
I am he, I am he, the echoing word replies!
At the feet of the dark one, I wish to die
For simply matchless is my beloved Krishna!

O today it’s Diwali! O it’s the Festival of Lights for me!
For the Lord with garland of wild flowers, at last, has come to me!
He invites me and soothes the searing desolation of so many days!
O today it’s Diwali! O it’s the Festival of Lights for me!

Has your heart turned to stone, love?
The breast-fruits can’t be gifted to anyone just like that!
For by being close to the heart they give pleasure;
They give pain if they are to go away.

Kanji is drenched in saffron, the damsel drenched in deep orange!
Their eyes drenched with love, they wait at the doors of garden!
Who shall we say is more beautiful? The lord if Vraj or his lover?
When we gaze at the best among men-both are equally priceless pearls!

One who feels others grief as his own,
Who obliges others in distress
Without being swollen with pride,
He alone can be called a Vaishnava!

In this entire universe, you alone exist, Shri Hari,
Yet, in infinite forms you seem to be!
You are the divine in the human flesh,
The fire you become among the elements,

My fruit-like breasts are your possessions, my love
How can they be offered to anyone else?
Come once to my home and I will tell you more, by dear admirer!

The arrow of desire has pierced my heart!
I kept awake whole night, friend, weeping miserably!

'Hold your immaculate flame O lamp,
My beloved has arrived to embrace me on the bed!'
Needlessly don’t break the threads of my choli
And that’s my braid and not a snake.'

Who has sent the old age? I thought youth was here to stay!
Even threshold seems a mountain now,
Even the village outskirts seem remote like foreign lands to me.
The hair on my body has irreversibly grayed

What is it about your eyes, love? Tell us, tell us truly!
It makes our hearts go flutter when you look at us and it makes our hearts go wild!
What is it about your eyes, love? Tell us, tell us truly!

Narsinh Mehta Biography

Narsinh Mehta (Gujarati:નરસિંહ મહેતા)also known as Narsi Mehta or Narsi Bhagat was a poet-saint of Gujarat, India, and a member of the Nagar Brahmins community, notable as a bhakta, an exponent of Vaishnava poetry. He is especially revered in Gujarati literature, where he is acclaimed as its Adi Kavi (Sanskrit for "first among poets"). His bhajan, Vaishnav Jan To is Mahatma Gandhi's favorite and has become synonymous to him. Biography Narsinh Mehta was born in the ancient town of Talaja and then shifted to Jirndurg now known as Junagadh in the District of Saurashtra, in Vaishnava Brahmin community. He lost his mother and his father when he was 5 years old. He could not speak until the age of 8 and after his parents expired his care was taken by his grand mother Jaygauri. Narsinh married Manekbai probably in the year 1429. Narsinh Mehta and his wife stayed at his brother Bansidhar’s place in Junagadh. However, his cousin's wife (Sister-in-law or bhabhi) did not welcome Narsinh very well. She was an ill-tempered woman, always taunting and insulting Narsinh mehta for his worship (Bhakti). One day, when Narasinh mehta had enough of these taunts and insults, he left the house and went to a nearby forest in search of some peace, where he fasted and meditated for seven days by a secluded Shiva lingam until Shiva appeared before him in person. On the poet’s request, the Lord took him to Vrindavan and showed him the eternal raas leela of Sri Krishna and the gopis. A legend has it that the poet transfixed by the spectacle burnt his hand with the torch he was holding but he was so engrossed in the ecstatic vision that he was oblivious of the pain. Narsinh mehta, as the popular account goes, at Sri Krishna's command decided to sing His praises and the nectarous experience of the rasa in this mortal world. He resolved to compose around 22,000 kirtans or compositions. After this dream-like experience, transformed Narsinh mehta returned to his village, touched his bhabhi's feet, and thanked her for insulting him. In Junagadh, Narsinh mehta lived in poverty with his wife and two children, a son named Shamaldas, and a daughter for whom he had special affection, Kunwarbai. He revelled in devotion to his hearts’ content along with sadhus, saints, and all those people who were Hari's subjects - Harijans - irrespective of their caste, class or sex. It also seems that he must have fallen into a somewhat ill repute for his close relations with Lord's sakhis and gopis, Narsinh mehta's women followers, with whom he danced and sang. The Nagars of Junagadh despised him and spared no opportunity to scorn and insult him. By this time, Narsinh had already sung about the rasaleela of Radha and Krishna. The compositions are collected under the category of shringar compositions. They are full of intense lyricism, bold in their erotic conception and are not without allegorical dimensions, this saves the compositions from being something of erotic court poetry of medieval India. Soon after his daughter, Kunwarbai's marriage (around 1447) to Srirang Mehta of Una's son, Kunwarbai became pregnant and it was a custom for the girl's parents to give gifts and presents to all the in-laws during the seventh month of pregnancy. This custom, known as Mameru, was simply out of the reach of poor Narsinh who had hardly anything except intransigent faith in his Lord. How Krishna helped his beloved devotee is a legend depicted in ‘Mameru Na Pada’. This episode is preserved vividly in the memory of Gujarati people by compositions by later poets and films. Other famous legends include 'Hundi (Bond)' episode and ‘Har Mala (Garland)’ episode. The episode in which none other than Shamalsha Seth cleared a bond written by poverty stricken beloved, is famous not only in Gujarat but in other parts of India as well. The Har Mala episode deals with the challenge given to Narsinh by Ra Mandlik (1451–1472) a local king, to prove his innocence in the charges of immoral behavior by making the Lord Himself garland Narsinh. Narsinh depicts this episode. How Sri Krishna, in the guise of a wealthy merchant, helped Narsinh in getting his son married is sung by the poet in ‘Putra Vivah Na Pada’. He went to Mangrol where, at the age of 66, he is believed to have died. The crematorium at Mangrol is called ‘Narsinh Nu Samshan’ where perhaps one of the greatest sons of Gujarat was cremated. He will ever remembered for his poetic works & devotion to Lord Krishna. He is known as the first poet of Gujarati. Works Narsinh Mehta is a pioneer poet of Gujarati literature. He is known for his literary forms called " pada (verse) ", " Aakhyan ", & " Prabhatiya ". One of the most important features of Narsinh’s works is that they are not available in the language in which Narsinh had composed them. They have been largely preserved orally. The oldest available manuscript of his work is dated around 1612, and was found by the noted scholar K.K.Shastri from Gujarat Vidhya Sabha. Because of the immense popularity of his works, their language has undergone modifications with changing times. Narsinh Mehta wrote many bhajans and Aartis for lord krishna and they are published in many books. The biography of Narsinh Mehta is also available at Geeta Press. For the sake of convenience, the works of Narsinh are divided into three categories: Autobiographical compositions: Putra Vivah, Mameru, Hundi, Har Same No Pada, Jhari Na Pada, and compositions depicting acceptance of Harijans. These works deal with the incidents from the poet’s life and reveal how he encountered the Divine in various guises. They consist of ‘miracles’ showing how Narsaiyya’s Lord helped his devotee in the time of crises. Miscellaneous Narratives: Chaturis, Sudama Charit, Dana Leela, and episodes based on Srimad Bhagwatam. These are the earliest examples of akhyana or narrative type of compositions found in Gujarati. These include: Chaturis, 52 compositions resembling Jaydeva’s masterpiece Geeta Govinda dealing with various erotic exploits of Radha and Krishna. Dana Leela poems dealing with the episodes of Krishna collecting his dues (dana is toll, tax or dues) from Gopis who were going to sell buttermilk etc. to Mathura. Sudama Charit is a narrative describing the well-known story of Krishna and Sudama. Govinda Gamana or the Departure of Govind relates the episode of Akrura taking away Krishna from Gokul. Surata Sangrama, The Battle of Love, depicts in terms of a battle the amorous play between Radha and her girl friends on the one side and Krishna and his friends on the other. Miscellaneous episodes from Bhagwatam like the birth of Krishna, his childhood pranks and adventures. Songs of Sringar. These are hundreds of padas dealing with the erotic adventures and the amorous exploits of Radha and Krishna like Ras Leela. Various clusters of padas like Rasasahasrapadi and Sringar Mala fall under this head. Their dominant note is erotic (Sringar). They deal with stock erotic situations like the ossified Nayaka-Nayika Bheda of classical Sanskrit Kavya poetics. See Vaishnav jan to, his popular composition.)

The Best Poem Of Narsinh Mehta

Cold, Cold Is My Bed In Winter!

Cold, cold is my bed in winter!But for my
Lord, who will embrace me passionately?
Cold, cold is my bed in winter!

Today, dear, this harsh winter closes in
And scares the frail ones like me.
My frozen little body sets our being ablaze!
But for my love, who will slake me?
Cold, cold is my bed in winter!
But for my love, who will embrace me passionately?

Every single moment of this night is aeon to me!
How futile is my empty bed,
I thank heavens that I met Narsaiyya's Lord,
For I attained the Nectar of Immortality!
Cold, cold is my bed in winter!
But for my Lord, who will embrace me passionately?

Narsinh Mehta Comments

Krunal Patel 26 July 2012

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Bhakti Yadav 25 October 2013

can you please download the gujarati version of narsi mehta's poems. thank you very much.

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Uttam Manani 19 June 2015

Can you please download option for Gujarati language

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Mohsin 16 June 2018


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Purushottam 26 March 2018

Where is Narsingh Mehta samadhi how to reach there

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Kunjal Doshi 02 February 2022

i love his pomes

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Kunjal 02 February 2022

I love his poems

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Priti 22 February 2021

Please give me explanation of poem on waking i see

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gulam rasool 16 July 2018

narsinh mehta is a gret kavi in a gujrat

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yash bhingradiya 13 July 2018

Poem mokalo

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