Pradip Dasgupta

Rookie - 237 Points (1-10-1989 / Jamshedpur)

Rasleela - Poem by Pradip Dasgupta

In the Nidhivan, near the
bank of Yamuna.
When the world is in the
grip of sleep.
came the one who have
peacock qwuil on his
head and flute in his hand.
in the radiant moon, he
sings the sweet tone with
his flute and with that
women start appearing from
the trees.
listening to his sweet tone,
the women dance around him
and the angels from the
heaven see the dance of ultimate
pleasure.


Comments about Rasleela by Pradip Dasgupta

  • Gold Star - 39,822 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (11/23/2013 9:39:00 AM)

    Leela of Lord Krishna a lovely praise thank you Pradip (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 20, 2013



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