Hues of sunup are beautiful and light
You blow your flute; they find peace and recline..
They see you in heart with closed psyche & eyes
On the earth of their heart, you dance play and smile…
Yellow attire, lotus in hand, the scene is fragile
with darshan of this leela they get withdrawn of their lives
you come out of yamuna and move on for a joy ride
as the music discontinues…they open their eyes
Realizing you are gone… out of sadness they cry
Helpless of what happened they have to wait for a long while
In the evening they have, their share of delight
Coz then...
With cows…….Kanha returns…
antar kya dono ki drishti mein bolo.. ek prem divani..ek darash divani.. nice work cherry..
you come out of yamuna and move on for a joy ride as the music discontinues…they open their eyes Realizing you are gone… out of sadness they cry Helpless of what happened they have to wait for a long while In the evening they have, their share of delight nice to keep krishna in my heart
Cherry, you put your heart into it. A very good attempt. Keep it up. CP
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very effective penning about the restless dwellers of Gokul....there devotion and love for Krishna. you have brought out the feeling in its depth....nothing in their daily life entertains them as much as his darshan! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! well done Cherry All the best! ! ! ! ! ! !