Brindavan Poem by Basanta Lohani
Brindavan
With anguish oozing like dewdrops
I came to the Lord's playground.
It is Brindavan.
With faith in the sanctity of earth and air
That can cleanse the mind of its dirt.
It is Brindavan.
Baba’s presence
Like incense fragrance
Permeates Ananda Bhavan
With peace.
In pure delight
I continue my search
And the power of tranquillity
Transforms anguish into creativity.
It is Brindavan.
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4/27/2024 5:14:09 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I salute you O vrindavanbasi, May Your footdust padadhuli be shower on my head! So far I have not gone to Vrindavan, I am unfortunate. Harekrishna Harekrishna, Krishna Krishna Hare Hare, Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare. I want to go to Vrindaban. O Krishna. My only desire is to go to You. To get your love. Basanta Lohani, my dear poet I invite you to read my poems and comment and vote.