He cannot live without you

June 19, 2009

Another day passes another night.
Must life end all too soon?
I had just held your lotus hand,
Now no lotus, no moon.

Radha! Your beloved cries
He cannot live without you.
See how he withers and dries
Love that lent life now drains his hue.

Alone Without You

June 19, 2009

Why should I live? O Krishna
Without you my breath fades
Into a cold loneliness.
Alone without you, why live?

Pain pulls my heart, O Krishna.
Without you, all purpose is lost.
I sleep, I wake and sleep
And know not why I live!

O Dark Lover!

June 19, 2009

Friend moon, show me my Krishna.
Where is he hiding?
In the dark grove? By the still brook?
Doesn’t he hear my echoing heart?

The pregnant clouds are gathering
And I can labour no more.
My lips bleed and my breath aches
As agony draws my living seed.

Cruel Krishna, if you should come
And coax me with your eyes
Or with your touch or your flute
I shall not be snared, O dark lover!

From My heart, My Radha

June 19, 2009

Your thought possesses Krishna
And nothing else exists for him.
O Radha, say what magic charms
Snare his heart into your thought-cage?

All night he gazes at the stars
And to every passing cloud he whispers
‘Do you bring me any word
From my heart, my Radha?’

Come Radha, lest he become mad
And recognise you not
For in all he beholds you alone
And addresses all as you.


June 19, 2009

What is this? Sometimes Krishna
Then Radha, have you to show
Love-fury? Look, now Radha cries
And Krishna pretends not to see.

She has broken her bangles
Dishevelled her tresses and wipes
Her mascara. Must you wait
O cowherd? Run to your Radha.

Go, Krishna, spread your love-balm
Her wounded heart weeps.
Go kiss her with your cool lips.
She hungers for you. Know you not this?

It Is You Krishna Yearns

June 19, 2009

The showers of the night-rain
Simmer as they fall on his form.
He burns, famine-eyed, forlorn
O Radha it is you Krishna yearns.

His fevered heart hums your name
And agony-pearls adorn his cheeks.
No medicine remedies him
O Radha it is you Krishna yearns.

My Heart Aches

June 19, 2009

The hot moon flares in the cold night.
Feign no anger, O Radha, come.
The fleecy clouds graze the heavens
And thunder beats his mighty drum.
Why do you hide behind the trees,
Delicate lotus? My pond, without you,
Is empty. The cushiony blossoms
Cannot camouflage your sweet dew.

Ah, Radha, heed to your parched lover.
Come let me drink deep your lip-wine.
Hark! Hide no longer. Behold!
My heart aches seeing me thus pine.

Hear my Gentle Love-Sigh

June 19, 2009

The rose blossoms over the thorns.
The honeyed moon shines high.
Shy no more, beloved Radha
And hear my gentle love-sigh.

It is spring and the breath-warm air
Caresses the tender face of love.
Reveal, Radha, let my moonbeams
Grace your heaving heart now.

When Will Radha come

June 19, 2009

When will she come? O when?
What stays her from me? What stops?
O Radha, what shackles you?
Can’t my love transcend law?

Has my violence worried you?
Or have my love marks faded?
Or have I been forgot?
O what hinders your feet?

Come Ravish me, Plunder me

June 19, 2009

Feel the thrilling air, Krishna,
And come under the shade
Of my bosom; the night is fiery;
Under my cool moon, come.

The owl mocks your tender love.
Come ravish me, plunder me
And loot the lip-treasure
And shut the mocking hoot.


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