I looked in and looked around,
To see thee and thee's key, like a,
True devotee, true heart,
Chanting Hare Rama, Hare Krishna.
I hoped for a vision,
But was left in commotion,
Hi-tex, multiplex, complex,
Aiding Hare Rama, Hare Krishna.
It seemed as a market,
A perfect commercial market.
As though a contract
Contract with Rama and Krishna.
Yes, Spritual game is over,
Athiest are on move,
Breaking the centre,
The Centre of Rama and Krishna.
In apology: Jai Shree Krishna.
Dedicated to that Commercial Centre.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar
we are moving away from a force. good keep it up your thoughts sir
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
you have told the reality what is happening now. good work