Lonesome at Gokul

(3650) Krsna bina e niipakuinja

Without Krsna is this bower of neep. Having lost its beauty and become speechless, On a bed of dust the karanja weeps. Grass renounced and face raised, Braj milchcows see not the view; Though all ears, they don't hear anybody's bamboo flute. Peacocks no longer dance, the pied cuckoos[1] don't gauge water; Wagtail birds have become gimpy. Flow of the Jamuna, no more upstream does it hie; With hue, the kingfisher and carambola do not entice the mind. The frog along with moorhen, they don't invite rainfall's advent; On the sky accumulation of dark cloud is not there. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

In the Vrndavan of mind

(3649) Gopiijanavallabha nitya anubhava

A constant experience of the Gopiis' Darling Sails on the air of imagination only mine. Sandalpaste of Madan, the King of Braj pleasing, Like the bright moonlight, it smiles. This Krsnacandra is never made Rahu's morsel; He has no expectation, this King of the Mind-realm. He goes on pouring love, nothing does He covet; By His own revelation, ever publicized. The Cosmic Overlord, the Ultimate Refuge of All, Please look with eyes of mercy, a loving splendor. At feet I stoop... Hari, kindly stay close ever more, Within the Vrndavan of mind. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Maybe you should think twice

(3648) Rturaj ese kane kaye geche

Springtime having come, it has gone on whispering: "Hear my words, Bud. Today do not blossom. You'll get anguish; the Dear One will not come. That Mind-King, pain He will not fathom. Like fire He will burn in psyche; Staying far away, with dance He will drive crazy. He will smile sweetly, but He won't yield; He will make you weep, that same Shameless One. He'll play on a bamboo flute in ragas unparalleled; With rhythm and song, a sweetness the best. Pouring that He will leave, He'll sadden inconsolably; At unseen place He will stay, the Three Worlds'[1] Overlord. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Always in mind

(3647) Bhulite cahina kabhu bhulibo na

I don't want to forget, I won't forget at any time; Please stay with me, Darling, in mind please remain. Mid typhoon of worldly things, with deluge of falseness, Myself held knowingly, kindly maintain. With the wine of consciousness life please do lade; Well-trained in essence salutary, with work engage. At depths of mind, in waters of dense consciousness, Kindly summon me through love and tender care. Hey the Sea of Affection, vast and extremely deep, Myself please keep in mind; I'm a drop of You only. By Your kindness and compassion, Each and every moment at me gaze! Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Please hear my words

(3646) Alor devata shono mor katha

Light's Deity, kindly hear my plea: On this dark world pour effulgence. Psyche's peacock dances, contact it beseeches; Pack bliss into existence. Around lotus feet, both star and nebula travel, For sake of subsistence, development, and happiness.[1] A Kaostubha-like, matchless splendor, On each visage please do fetch. Hey the pathway's Guide for all time, The tale of Your virtue, I cannot visualize. Making throb both molecule and mite, In every life, wake awareness. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Blinded by the light

(3645) Alokete chile aloker dut

In the light had been splendor's messenger; To recognize You I could not. Having reached close by, You arrived, enticing mind; Though having requested, a word I spoke not. Having crossed the seven seas, You arrived; Grimace of ignorance You did set afire. Thorns of the path You flung aside; Yet having tugged mind, I took not. Musing, I saw not: Whoever You may be, You belong to me; Your night of compassion, it will become morning. If You only wish, hewn is misery extreme; Even though knowing, to know I learned not. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Light came

(3644) Ashar pasara sahasa elo

Wares of hope came unexpected, suddenly; A hurricane of light did arrive, was approaching. The ray-spate, mountain-like, Earth entire, shrouded, it let be. Darkness remained not at any corner; In no one's psyche did filth linger. Lavishing great life upon life after life, All contemplation, enticed, it received. Those who'd been confined in a dark pit With mundane thought's moundheap of ignorance, Eyes they did spread... looking, did see At daybreak, a purple mountain[1] shining. Sarkarverse article Audio recording