Lord Krishna And Radha’s Love Poem by Subrata Ray

Alone alone I am,
For you Oh Shyam,
Radha in her bower cries,
Come here dear,
I am above fear,
And share my temple’s wine.

An invitation from paradise,
A friend can never miss,
For it teases us,
Beyond this glassy flux.

I would go,
I would bow,
I would know,
And taste your preserved-fine.

Here is chemistry,
Here opens the mystery,
In our twine’s miraculous deed,
Nectar juice,
You would relish,
And I give you primal primordial feed.

Hence forth no need of awry,
No heat to burst and be fury,
You would have your love rosy green,
A lover, a god, -in my goddess’ shrine.