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Krishna grew up in Gokul town with foster parents. He was not only the darling of his parents who pampered him, but the whole township, caught in his charms, loved him. He won the hearts of men and women alike during the childhood he spent in Gokul. But then it was time for him to leave and go to Mathura to fulfil his life’s mission. Gopis, the milkmaids especially missed him despite his many a mischief. Krishna sent Uddhav to Gokul to pacify people, but to no avail. When it was time for him to return, a lovelorn Gopi sends her message through him. This beautiful theme is captured in many folksy tunes whose flavour is hard to capture in English. Yet, here is an attempt. It is no translation, but tries to come closer to a piece in Gujarati by Pranav Pandya. I have tried to reveal the state of her mind, anger and immense love using only two rhymes in all.
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Tell dear Krishna, but scold him not,
Tell this tale of ours in love caught,
But your wisdom, no, give him not.
No pledges by him given are—
That from Gokul he’ll not go far,
No such traps any love should mar.
With lingering doubts distort not,
With peacock’s feather fudge it not,
Tell dear Krishna, but scold him not.
He that whole world in his mouth bear,
Tell him not what’s unfair, what’s fair,
He, who’s gone, still has gone nowhere.
Any harsh words pray tell him not,
State of our hearts, pray give him not,
Tell dear Krishna, but scold him not.
Taught he’s how to live, love and bear,
He knows for sure fair from unfair,
Tell dear Krishna, but scold him not.
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Mythology |13.02.2022|
The Mood 1/2
I want to adore you, O, Mood today
Without you, we find it difficult to write any thing
Even it is difficult to dream or imagine anything
Without You O Mood,
We neither can appreciate the beauty of a blooming Rose
Nor we can enjoy its enchanting fragrance
Without You O Mood,
It is difficult to enjoy and feel, even a heart touching melody
Flowing like a breeze, in the air all around us
Without You O Mood,
We even can not feel the beauty in its alluring form
When women open its charms and want to take every thing in arms
Without You O Mood
We can not be enthralled to dance in the season of spring
When others feeling its charms, are singing joyous songs
Without You O Mood,
We can not feel young, even after drinking nectar
To enjoy the blessings of youth and to replay the Evergreen tree Song
Ravindra to be concluded in 2/2
Kanpur India. 7th April 2010
We know he's up in heaven- Charlie Cat-
a sweeter pet than he- could never be.
My hubby-fireman, rescued him one night
from fiery flames- then took him home to me.
He showed his gratitude in many ways-
with sweet meows and gentle, loving eyes.
More like a puppy, he'd be at our side;
asleep all night- then pat my cheek to rise.
No matter where- he'd answer to our call
and run to jump into our loving arms.
A plain, gray tabby cat, for sure, was he-
with faithful mood and altruistic charms.
We picture him with wings and halo crown-
green sparkling eyes that still say I love you;
we feel his presence, often late at night,
beside us reading- as we used to do.
He passed away at twenty years of age.
We know he's up in heaven- for you see
with thankfulness, he blessed us every day;
a kinder pet than he- could never be.
Unfurled Rose
“The unfurling of an alluring rose.”
She felt something gently stirring her heart
Gradually her senses flew off chart
As he caressed her soft velvety charms
Alien vibes, until held in his arms.
Steadily her inner radiance glowed
Secret special moments she'd never known
Tingling all over, from head to her toes
All her inhibitions away they'd flown.
She'd never felt passion so intently
Could it be a fairies tale, fantasy?
Truly her, igniting the world afire?
In a frenzied, ardent cocktail of desire.
The strings of her heart at last came untied
Releasing the love that she stowed inside
Alike birds on wings she flew high and wide
At last she felt free, no reason to hide.
She felt beauteous, as never before
At last she found all she’d been yearning for
The years fading away into the mist
In the romancing of a lover’s tryst.
“A rose with no joy or the will to live
Blossomed beneath her lover’s fingertips.”
6th November 2020
Enchanted Norse the dark place of dwarves trickery leaving graveyard dark from gargano graves formed in to spear heads making witch ornaments with light bulbs filled with forbidden black sand smuggled from Maui candle wax to see if asiL will appear wearing feathers of ash smudging walls wailing clawing talisman voodoo charms the hidden agenda a family of fathers who fake their deaths to become the devil hiding in basements toying with goodness heaven closed the doors leaving Lisa lingering holding Mary Gargano hand weeping the agony watching evil plotted her song of sadness illuminates her feet covered in graveyard dirt a pet cemetery for humans unleashed the trickery lies in faking of death to impersonate the deceased identity fraud the covering of arson murder of 9 persons the twisted surges of negative energies graveyard dirt used in ritual sacrifices shuttering coven of asiL Marie Gargano wrath unfolds the pagen pilgrimage Norse meeting trolls dwarves meeting at memorial gardens entrance
Taste how time speeds upon the way,
Rich textures show how fancy grows;
Ask to meet needs that face each day,
Vouch in deep flow a touch that knows;
Etch a fine dream that moves your heart,
Love laughs a lot when times look tough;
Opt thus to stream life's vivid art,
Gain as wise thought bears all things rough;
Urge cheer to brave life's ups and downs,
End with clear heart that bears each pain.
Keep fool and knave just like a clown,
Ink words that start to bring fond gains;
Note your own style of love that charms,
Dream conjures smiles that love now farms.
Leon Enriquez
21 May 2017
Hamlet Place, ACT
If I could do one thing for you
I tell you what I would do
I would harness the stars and maybe Mars
And deliver them to you
I would take moon glow and produce a show
The world would not soon forget
Then I would pack it up in a China cup
And serve it to you alone
You see one of the charms
Is to throw my arms
Tightly around my girl and dance with her
Cause quite a stir and leave no doubt how I feel
The world can be cruel but
Remember this little rule and keep it in your heart
I'm your dad and when you are sad
is when my love will start
To grow even more than it was before.
I don't know how but I know it now
You can always count on me
So rest assured you are not ignored
I love you with all my heart
Some lover's jealousies are such a tight squeezing embrace
that the loved one can't help feeling
coiled and embroiled
like in the grip of a loving beast or literally a bear's hug
And which makes her sigh,
why God ever chose to model her into a beauty
For the near perfection of her face and figure
highlights to him his imperfections
such that her illustrious famed facial grace
transforms him into a suspicious tamed beast!
A possessive kind of guy miner tis he
who jealously guards
this beauty secret
like upon having struck gold
and wishes to lock her up from the world
like a real-life Rapunzel's witch.
Yet as no black clouds can hide the radiant sun
her world soon comes to know
of her innocent screened charms and beauty
despite his protests and measures.
Yet in a world of unscruplous looters
this louvred love cage turns out to be that blessing in disguise
She can no longer be preyed upon by any predator guys.
Thus both lucky and unfortunate is the comely woman
But let her bloom and breathe
in love's cell or engulfing dungeon
for a free bird she was never meant to be for long.
And let her wedded man be her love's protective warden
so no body but he is lured by her look and lovesong!
She can't just forever fly and sing foot-loose and fancy-free.
A plethora of cocks out there might try to charm her
with their new feathers
serenading her with new love songs in the wind.
All she must do is
snap out from
and slip away from
their flirty fantasy.
For she can either opt out and walk out
or stay in and stay on, but not both,
for the sake of her beloved
and wise values of scruples and principles.
Please read Eileen's poem "To the Lifegiver" first.
Yes I have given you 365 days
Yet the pages are not blank
I have choreographed an amazing dance
I ask you to take my hand
Your life is to important to leave to chance
You being you is what makes me smile
I know the you that you are meant to be
Not the one bound by the chains you see
By accepting my hand you can be truly free
With your pen
You have touched many hearts
A gift I bequeathed you from the start
I am the giver of dreams
Write what I say
Like me an author
You have a part to play
I have your days recorded in my book
I knew them before the Earths foundation shook
I lead you to still waters and refreshing brooks
My love is not one you have to earn
I wonder if mankind will ever learn
What I long for is relationship
A tough concept for most to grip
I patiently wait
I want you to trust
You are so much more than merely dust
I have made you with a soul that's just
A butterfly
A flower
That's not fully bloomed
Here today and forever
You will not be consumed
My fire will purify
In you is a spirit of gold
One day my beauty you will behold
Enyoy this dance
Let me take the lead
I died for you so that you don't have to bleed
Your life my garden where I planted the seed
Some day you will let me cradle you in my arms
You will no longer be smitten by this worlds charms
I patiently wait
Give you 365 days
Perhaps some day soon you will understand my ways
Inspired by Eileen Ghail's Poem "To The Lifegiver"
Distrust is rife in consumers now..As arla 'steers' bovaer
Into innocent cows.) They can't say no to this moove we
Know.' So we must raise a stink ' lets all 'give it a real go'
I for one like to see strong kids.' Make strong adults and
Be real fit. I find it good to see well formed women and
Girls not that i'm letcherous.' I hasten to tell, its just good to
Know young men as I once was, can have a chance to enjoy the charms that such women do have.' So to those
Sad caricatures in black science.' I for one say, get your minds onto real improvements, for come what may.' We
Will not be killed by such poision of evil device, let us shout
From the roof tops and the streets, full of life' you can stick
Your bugs and any maggots you breed, down your own throats daah-lings and do have a big feed.' Send some to elton and rod; and mc'cartney oh and let them know.' By the
Way a new age is dawning, as all the people are waking
And as such they will not enter your play.!