my darling krsna,
isn't it time
to put away
that decorated flute
of yours?
knowing well
this is where
soulful melodies
which sustain
the rhythm of the universe
emanates from
let the birds stop singing
the gopis stop dancing
the stars stop shining
and the universe stop expanding
from here on
you belong
to me alone...
eternally yours,
radha
© 2017
a love letter like nothing i've ever read. a poem full of soul
For those of us that have loved like this, the world is never lonely. Super poem.
Tasha's live for the mischievous Krishna is so beautifully captured. A perfect 10
Very fascinating love letter. Remember Romeo and Juliet. Remember Rodrigue and Chimene, in le Cid of Pierre Corneille.
Nature bows to true love and that is what Radha embodies. Loved reading it.
i like the creativity of the poet's mind. crafted well with precision
i like the poem but don't stop playing the flute Krishna......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
krsna replies to Radha My dear Radha My sweetest of gopis Don't be so selfish I will give up all Gopis I will wait on you day and night But I cannot give up my duties I am born to protect all living and non-living things birds, mountains, rivers, valleys and all celestial things - sun, moon, stars and galaxies I make them shine for you You are in me I am in you - my loveliest gopi Your heart Beat Krsna