Mango-Blossoms With Sharp Tips: Gita-Govinda - Poem by Harekrishna Meher
O My Friend! Here
florescence of new Aś oka creeper
bearing few bunches of flowers
is not at all pleasurable to my eyes
and causes distress immense.
Breeze of pleasure-grove beside pond
gives me pains further.
This budding of mango-blossoms with sharp tips,
though charming with the humming of black-bees
roving over them, does not give me a gleeful sense..
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