Wednesday, April 15, 2026

Always due to You only?



(3631) Prabhu tomate amate paricay kabe

Lord, when introduced were You and me,
It's not writ in history.
You had been, and I too had existed
In hope of dust from Your lotus feet.

You were entertaining, playing on a bamboo flute;
From that was I dancing, getting enthused.
I was simply cherishing only You;
In hope of charity I did not feel.

Thenceforth have gone off ages plenty;
Ardent for worldly things, gloom has appeared.
Piercing that fog romps splendor of Thee;
Why does it attract me, that I don't perceive.

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Tuesday, April 14, 2026

Krsna-consumed



(3630) Gopiijanavallabha tumi priya

The Sweetheart of Gopiis, You are loved,
Slayer of Kamsa, hiking the mind.
Beyond language at the Gokul of psyche,
Hey Murari, always You have smiled.

Unbodied has remained a faint, shapeless presence;
Rahu never makes that moon a morsel.
That Krsnacandra, heart's heaven
He fills to the brim with a wind fine.

Constantly bowing at lotus feet ruddy,
Every moment, each instant stay with me.
Myself do make dance to those same beats,
The meter You sounded upon that reed pipe.

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Monday, April 13, 2026

All right



(3629) Tumi priya mor ami tomar

You are my Darling, I belong to Thee.
I have no merit, only faults exist;
You're the aggregate of all good qualities.

You are the morning sheen and crimson glow of evening;
In a forest strewn with flowers, affection sweet.
The screwpine's floral pollen on a midnight stormy,
You go on floating, unyielding, unceasing.

Mine is time right or wrong, metric cadence or beat-breach;
Free from pause or tethering, You are Eternity.
Readily, You bear the weight of my life worldly.

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Saturday, April 11, 2026

Once You were alone



(3628) Vishva jakhan hayni takhan

When the universe was not, then
In whose heart had You stayed?
Pray tell, You had been in which place?
None had been to tell their story,
To give pain in whose life.

I accept the You of liila's ocean;
I know liila is so stern.
Oh the God of Liila, You speak, I listen;
Had You been in seclusion in such way?

I don't know scripture or philosophy;
Except for You I heed nothing.
Just one speck of Your mercy;
Hence I beg, night and day.

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My sea of despair



(3627) Bhalor ceyeo bhalo tumi priya

Even better than good, great are You, Beloved;
You are everybody's Darling Dearest.
On a chair ebony You are a beam of light;
Mind-pleasing form made manifest.

Water of a cloud and the heat of fire,
Can I forget You at any time?
Abed and in dream, Yourself I keep in mind,
My hope on a sea of despondence.

There is nothing mine, You exist only;
On a gloomy sky You're the moon, unique.
Inside an empty heart, the lotus-honey;
You have poured unequaled sweetness.

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Friday, April 10, 2026

Again and again I stray



(3626) Nutana varase praneri harase

At onset of the rain, by my life's ecstasy,
I proclaim reverent salutation to Thee.
With my existence always welcoming,
In a mite's thinking, You are replete.

You have given dwelling place, You gave food and water;
You have given light-rays, You gave fruit and flowers;
You have given air and shade, cool and agreeable;
You've given pity, gratifying.

You have given fire at late night wintry;
You gave a sweet scent in floral company.
You gave intellect and strength to fight the enemy;
What did You not give, Lord, graciously!
I've forgot the way, by the worldly I've been crazed;
You have forgiven me frequently.

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Thursday, April 9, 2026

Life of my life



(3625) Kena krsna sajal tithite

On this dark, rainy day, why, oh Krsna,
Stormcloud-complexioned One,[1] will You not arrive?
In the jailhouse of Mathura,
Oh Virtue's Abode, won't You kindle light?

Pasture's milch cows, by Your name are frenzied;
Listening, no more a reed pipe will they hear.
Night won't stay lit brightly
In Nanda's pleasant domicile.

Upon Jamuna's water won't rise a swell;
In the ebon color, anyone to see Yourself?
Amid a heap of tamal trees or in arbor of kadam,
A gopii will not dance all the time.

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