On a sudden,
the sight,
Your look of light,
stills all,
The curd-pot
falls to the ground.
Parents and
brothers
all call a halt.
Prise out, they say,
this thing from your heart.
You've lost your path.
Says Meera:
Who but you
can see in the dark
of a heart?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
O my god felt like the poem happened in front of me in reality just love for krishna is soooooo universal absoulte eternal and only for him.......