It’s A Verse As A Sweet Gust Poem by Liza Sud
It’s A Verse As A Sweet Gust
It’s a verse as a sweet gust
You injected in my soul.
You inspired an increasing lust
for you, other men, girls.
And I don’t know how to suppress it,
My blood trembles, my temples burn.
There is no one to caress me,
Cause for lovers I chose God.
The reader below from Hindu culture interpreted your poem as analogous to the Krishna bhakti tradition in which physical love is transcended in practice but its imagery is lavishly cultivated in art and poetry. The Krishna people are not aroused by imagery that would be extremely stimulating outside of their discipline. At least that appears to be the case. My knowledge is just that, knowledge not experience.
Cause for lovers I chose God' You have indeed taken the verse to a very great height with this line. Perhaps you may have heard about saint Meera bai who had chosen Lord Shri Krishna as her lover and every thing., this poem of yours has reminded it to me. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Some poems are so wonderful, that a comment is not enough to praise its beauty. And I have nothing to say, only reading it again and again.