KRISHNA LEELA
How to kill all the children?
Kamsa's wild thoughts ran,
To engage a witch woman,
Who was actually a demon.
He ordered Putana, the witch,
To do this job with no hitch.
She entered Nanda's palace,
And went around that place.
As she was so well dressed,
Everyone was over impressed.
They allowed her a free go walk,
And she gave room for no talk.
The killer of many children,
Entered Krishna's room then,
Offered her poisoned nipple,
For the child's feed suckle.
Her beauty made Yasoda blind,
She had no other reason to find
The witch's action improper,
To allow a freehand as a mother,
Krishna knew her ill intention,
But he paid her no attention.
And closed His eyes to suck
Her life also with her milk.
She fell down with a scream,
Like a giant tree in a storm,
She breathed her last,
And did no harm at last.
The beauty of her body gone,
That changed as a demon,
To their surprise, once again,
In the shape of a mountain.
To Krishna she was mother-like,
Having taken her breast milk,
So, He gave a higher position,
To her in the world of salvation.
His mercy Krishna showers,
Like the flowing rivers,
On all those, whomsoever,
To His lotus feet surrender.
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Krishna knew her ill intention, But he paid her no attention. And closed His eyes to suck Her life also with her milk. She fell down with a scream, Like a giant tree in a storm, She breathed her last, And did no harm at last..........touching expression. Beautifully painted the death of Putana. Nice work. Thanks.