She stood grief-struck and pensive
For she was low born in murky mud
Humble prayers with deep devotion
Gifted her a splendid aura of beauty.
Valour of the brave celestial prince
Who fights and drives off darkness
Riding the gleaming golden chariot
Filled in her the nectar of deep love
Amid hard struggles to regain light
His royal glance falls on the marvel
A spark of love passes through her
Blooming the everlasting epic love
A beautiful and inspiring poem abounding with vivid images. It depicts true and everlasting love.Love will find its way even in the lowest lows.
Though many of the contemporary poets ignore my poems there are a few who still have abundant consideration. I am very much satisfied with it. My present condition is notay at all comfortable for begging r
Growing in murky mud the Lotus is the most beautiful flower. Love grows in most humble places. Beautiful poem
Thank you very much Savitaj. Humbleness certainly nourishes true love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The story of the lotus moves us to become resilient, pure and divine. And that we can have light and beauty out of the dark and empty space. Well written poem.