Krishna Poem by Seema Aarella

A warning the heavens spilled
“Devaki’s 8th son will get you killed”
To heed the almighty Kamsa failed
Devaki and vasudeva were jailed

In prison, seven children were born
To kill each kamsa had sworn
Intolerable his deeds had become
As the 8th son, Krishna had to come

Grew as mother Yashoda’s pet
Krishna became Gokuls’s asset
Bamboo flute and jewels to adorn
Peacock feathers on his crown

The Almighty as a kid did play
Shocked his mother by eating clay
A prankster full of mischief
The Gopi’s called him “Butter thief”

His days as cowherd Krishna spent
Killed each demon that kamsa sent
Played with Gopi’s on Yamuna’s bank
Radha topped his fans rank

Trounced kalinga, danced on its hood
In protection of his believers he stood
He set out to Mathura, Kamsa’s town
Overwhelmingly he took him down

Released his parents from the jail
At his feat the heavens did hail
Blessings and praises rained from above
At his holy feet, the heavens took a bow